Another month. 
Another day. 
Another hour.

I'm not sure if these moments have been wasted, or if I'm having considerable troubles trying to see past the good, bad, and all the ugliness that this world has to offer. It is all just blurring together so it's hard to decipher reality from, what I hope, are figments of my demented imagination. 

Surely after all this time, nearly two years of dealing with “that which will not be named”, things would be getting better. In some ways, it is, and in others, there is no deciphering just how deep that rabbit hole goes. There are so many things I could say on the issue, but it will make no difference with how the world is turning (or burning) in...

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