I am and always will be very fond of Kurt Vonnegut.

So this must be posted as a little homage to one of my greatest influences and a saying that helps keep me sane.

As you walk down the street you can’t help but think of  the old days when you wished with ever step that death would greet you in the next. But today, you can think only of the fact that you have a hole in you shirt. It wasn’t even a big one and with your arm down at your side, it couldn’t even be seen…