The solutions which keep me going,
Amidst an environment which makes no sense,
And people whom defy explanation,
Are a reflection of some amount of fortune for which I am glad,
And my cast-iron will and indignation to make it through,
Solving problems one by one,
To survive and look back at this fucking place from safety.
If you haven’t seen it,
It’s impossible to imagine what lies beyond my room;
It would be impossible to reconcile the niceness of my room with what I describe;
I’d show you, but then it would ruin my blog forever and you wouldn’t be able to unsee it 🙂;
Let’s just say…it necessitates a gas mask, through which I can smell absolutely nothing! It’s miraculous. One step closer to apocalypse-ready.
Btw this was the reverse camera view!!