To the point that finding the words to tell you I’ve got writers block seems fucking impossible.
Can I just write the words? Like, boom: I have writers block. The end.
Nah. That’s boring.
But I got nothin’!!! ‘Cause anything I want to write right now starts with me being all WE’RE DOOOOOMED! Because people are SO FUCKING DUMB.
And greedy and ignorant and LACKING COMMON DECENCY.
We let money fuck us so fucking royally.
Ugh. I could rant for days.
So instead… Look at this bathroom selfie Frank Sinatra took in 1938.