I’m having one of those weeks where every time I buy a coffee I have a flash vision of what it would look like if I were to give the middle finger to the entire starving population of Ethiopia individually, and how dropping $70 on an eighth last week felt like I was standing over and peeing directly onto a deathly ill Cambodian child’s head while throwing Tylenol and other modern medicine we use on things like small headaches and mild sunburns all over her ailing and prematurely deteriorating body.
Yo, how am I supposed to do things when everything is awful for so many people?
Wouldn’t it be the best if I had no emotions at all, you guys? If I was a real sociopath who only hung out with logic and math and gave the finger to emotions and shit? Damn. Ideal life. Gotta find a way to damage my amygdala.
