Every article I’ve read has hoped to enforce an underlying morality code that isn’t even there.

But I’m still reading them. Even though I’ve digested pagefuls of contrary, I continue to Google questions there aren’t even answers to.

And when someone holds my viewpoint, rarely, I ten second covet it. But my family/friends depend on disabled labels lately, so own mind isn’t a thing but a past relic that even the history of’s erased like a floppy: corrupt before you can do anything.

If I told you I knew what I wanted, know what I want, would you believe me? Or would it confirm your diagnosis, doctor ready?

Prescribe me what you like. It won’t change anything.