Holy shit! That’s SUCH a fucking perfect way to put it! Twitter is exactly like that! EXACTLY LIKE THAT!
Now. If I can just stop vomiting and screaming as I punch this screen with my bare fist, I may be able to slam down a fistful of valium and still get home in time for Ellie’s bath. Neat.
Wait. Sorry.
I meant, “open air punching market.” And, “thinking about the importance of community.” And, “getting involved in whatever.” And, “Bath 3.0.”
Sorry. Sorry for the confusion. Sorry.
