Hi. I have a NASA grant. I live in Fucked, PA. I can’t even make fucking minimum wage. I have a lot of anger and shame. In my town, this is normal, like heroin or water that makes you sick. Only one OD on my block this summer so far, knock on wood. Kid’s therapist won’t quit for another week. Knock on rubble. Can’t afford a spare tire. Knock on corpses. People in this shitty backwoods town think I’m crazy for trying, knock on nothing, and laugh at me and point their finger at me if I say something odd because “that’s where” my disabled son “gets it”, knock on the abyss.
It would be neat if America wasn’t so fucking shitty. The end ( you wish ) but it doesn’t end.