December, Already.

Contemplating a not so distant future. Evaluating the past, while dismissing the present. Reinforcing my trust in the wisdom of gravy. Casual magic tricks in a cluttered kitchen. Weeds, weeds and more weed. Laughing with conviction. A downloading bonanza, co-in-siding with a stereo that understands bass. Conflicting ideology, and a production line of venues. Flee this ugly scene of drunken abundance. Medals for remembering my name, behind a mask of insufferable indifference. The beard says yes, while the mustache is a deal-breaker. Finding comedy in sadness, for all the right reasons. Gaining confidence from yr smile. Trying and failing. Too drunk to be underwhelmed. Observing different forms of dealing with loss. Restless dreams of intimidating lists. Coming to terms with contentment. Lavish spending to maintain the status-quo. A family afternoon that tested my patience, but ultimately provided a smile that reached my eyes. A coffee of magnitude and a longing for a dreamless sleep.