Some things are sacred.
Some things aren't.
That's just the way life is.

The only thing that makes me happy now is brewing coffee at work.
And maybe the 'f' word. In my head, I still think it.
It's like a diffusion/transference device.
I think if I stand in the middle of my workplace
and scream it aloud...
I can imagine the crowd bursting into laughter
and the old ladies staring.
Well they told me to pay it forward,
but they didn't say pay what.
Christopher Robin's little black cloud.