Words are not  flowing like they should- or at least like how I want them to. I spent Saturday and Sunday with my wife, and didn't really make time for writing. Fuck it. "Write Every Day" is a lie. Or at least it's a gross exaggeration.

Nazis. Seriously, man. Nazis. What the fuck kind of world do we live in where I have to get upset about Nazis? Like, we haven't made them comic book villains enough over the course of my lifetime.