I’m really wary of my own apathy.
Its hardly a revolutionary statement, but its fucking true. It sits with me while I watch the news lately, and is borne out of my frustration that human nature just isn’t living up to my expectations.
I’m trying to write about it so that I feel better about it, so that this disappointment makes sense, but blogging about one’s feelings is just such a self-indulgent act that I feel like I’m just as much a part of my frustration as anything else.
