The General Collapse Of Meaning

This is where we are (or, rather, many of us).

I spent a chunk of October writing longer-form stuff, including ditties on purpose and belonging, following something I did last year at the holidays on connection between people. I’m kind of a mess as a human being: divorced once, don’t have many friends, seem to alienate or get left behind by lots of people, etc. Can be an asshole when I drink, which …