There are only three places at the local breakfast place where I can sit with any mental stability, and somehow on a Wednesday morning they are all taken, because this morning isn’t already a mental stability shitshow for me.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.