Some people think I'm pretty fucking pleased with myself. It's actually not true! I'm pretty pleased with the world. By which I mean, "the universe" - or more precisely, observable reality. Fuck the geopoliticaleconomic situation - that's something we will always have with us, to paraphrase a well-thumbed coin.
I'm pretty pleased with the world. And I'm just so humbly mind-blown all the time, at the sweet position I'm in, to be able to move through it! Take it in. Spit it out. Interacting. Touching things.
Giving 'em a little widdershins spin, maybe. Poking them, sometimes.