I try to enjoy every day with nice weather like it’s the last. Even back in high school 15 years ago I would feel terrible if I knew it was nice out and I wasn’t able to be outside. Feels like we only have so many left. My last job was in a cubicle in a box inside a factory with no natural light. I nearly lost my mind. And when I talk to people about my feelings, I get talk about antidepressants and antianxiety medication. I look at people my age raising kids and I think they are so fucking selfish to bring new people into this. I feel like we should consciously choose to be the last generation and go down with the ship.
Uh. That got dark for a second, sorry about that. I recommend going for walks anytime it’s nice out, every chance you get.
Get a load of that dog!!! Woooo