"things fall apart
the center cannot hold
mere anarchy is loosed upon the world."

if i had to summarize the past year in one sentence, that would be it.
if i could do it in two sentences, then i'd have to tag on:
"this year has been an exercise in forgetting."

i can't reconcile my present with my past. i can't grasp that my father is no longer here, but that i am. i can't grasp it. its discordant... its pure cacophony.

finally, if i were to sum up my survial strategy succintly, it would be:
i watch cartoons, therefore i am.