PHILOSOPHICAL CONSIDERATIONS

On the bus back from Marin there was an adorable little foreign lesbian with her companion, directly in my line of sight. Which was enough to make me forego meditation, which I usually do after work. And realize that what this country needs, what everyone needs, is more cute foreign lesbians. Our society would be vastly improved if we had those instead of Republicans or hardcore Christians.


Normally, after a full day of dealing with senile male Karens, I ponder man's inhumanity to man and the futility of existence, as you would expect a serious Dutchman like myself to do, especially if you've seen a lot of depressing Scandinavian films or grim Dutch movies.
But I am perfectly fine contemplating adorable foreign lesbians.


It took my mind off my achy twitching feet entirely.


I blame Marin and its vast hordes of Karins for any and all podal discomfort. Marin, especially, needs more adorable foreign lesbians. This cannot be proven.
But trust me, things will be better when that comes to pass.

Problem is, they keep taking the bus to San Francisco, or the ferry, and staying here, which is why the city is so much better than Sausalito and Mill Valley, and I have senile old rightwingers in the back room at work stinking and bellyaching. Damned Karens.
What's the point of being exposed to fascist asshats all the time?

As you can see, I am a man of amazing depth and perspicacity.
With an altogether charming and cogent worldview.
To know me is to fly closer to the light.



Another thought I had was that work is the equivalent of three or four hours walking in a day, which means that I am surpassingly healthy and vibrant for a man my age.
Trim toned buns. Although the feet are quite aflame.
Might keep me up half the night.




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