Damn if the world doesn’t keep spinning on its axis, despite everything. Bunch of us got together last night to remember Allen and laughed a lot and said I love you a lot. It was far more cathartic than I expected, and it was good to know that I am not the only one going “JFC, this world is just too damn much.”

And while I’ll absolutely engage in some angsty days and will probably be mad at the universe forever – spiraling into full on despair isn’t a particularly good option. So, onwards it is, even if it is just out of spite.

So, seems the plan is grab joy, try to escape capitalism before it kills me, and IDK, maybe start a cult along the way – that could be fun.

Today’s joy came in the form of a banger of a farmers market salad, and cherry tomatoes.