The human species is wild- nothing else acts so confusingly and without sense. When trying to understand people I ultimately become so vexed I can feel my mind burning. No two people act, react, think or feel the same, every single one is unique to the degree they can barely function together, even though they need each other to live. And yet somehow at the same time, they are all the same- creatures of habit, emotion, and reaction. It doesn’t make sense, they don’t make sense, but they are what they are.
It’s both maddening and endearing. I like them a lot. Watching them do their thing and somehow stumbling into peace despite the chaos they create fills my heart with warmth.
I still like dogs more, though.


















