There’s a chance, however slim, that I have a somewhat distorted idea of what friendship is. And there’s a chance it’s informing my writing.

So I just looked up and noticed it was May. How long has it been May? Aren’t we supposed to have a god damn April first? You can’t just jump straight to May. Life has absolutely no business being May right now. What kind of a world is it when¬†months are deciding willy-nilly that they just happen whenever they damn well please?

What’s that? “The¬†Witcher 3 comes out next week?”

Hey, May sounds pretty good, ya’ll.