The unique way that my brain processes data make saying today was the worst day ever absolutely impossible, but saying my hate for today burns with the fiery destructive power of an entire galaxy worth of sentient suns flaring together in a single moment to sanitize all life from the inhabited planets around them, and all hope of life from the the empty ones interspersed therein, then cooling off only to anxiously anticipate the billion year cycle that will lead to the opportunity to once again wreak their vengeance on the unsuspecting populations of millions of solar systems whos collective peoples neither have hope, nor can hope to achieve it, and yet will be forced to endure this torturous cycle all the same seem like a totally reasonable way to express frustration. It did too make sense. Read it again. Sheesh.
Posted on: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 01:13:44 +0000