Musing

I’m a hungry ghost, desperately seeking certain feelings, desperately seeking to escape other feelings.

“Criminal alien” is the language of demonization, not enforcement. Immigrants don’t scare me. White nationalist sociopaths? They terrify me.

The three stories I tell myself, over and over, and what they might say about me.

I’m scared.

So many men are so poorly behaved. I’m embarrassed at yet another example of sadistic sociopathy among otherwise admirable men.

Ten seats away, a woman I’d once made out with was surrounded by men — and jealousy surged through me with an intensity wildly disproportionate to reality. Turns out, she wasn’t even the right woman.

I’m really very easy to please.

What am I writing? Wouldn’t you like to know….

Wondering what I look like? Wonder no more….

We’re getting the whole Facebook/Cambridge Analytica thing all wrong. Remember: if you’re not paying, you’re the product. Period.