I have had an interesting weekend. I went to help bail a friend out of jail, I drank with my ex human resources from my last job, I helped compose a song, had to worry about a swarm of bees that had infiltrated my house, took photos at an abandoned school, and almost got into a fist fight.
Life is crazy sometimes. Life is also kind of pointless.
I still like driving by the giant windmills, it makes me realize how small and insignificant I am. It also reminds me to respect human ingenuity.
In the moment dealing with minor or major drama exposes who you are as a person.
I think I probably just have a temper.