Just only slightly nuts.

Someone asked me to define my sense of humor. I said “just only slightly nuts.” I’m proud of that.

I believe life is absurd. Think about.

How many suns are in our galaxy? How many galaxies are there in the universe? How can life really be so stressful when you consider the vastness of it all?

That said, I still can’t stand my mother’s dog.

Like I said, “just only slightly nuts.”

Too much to think about.

Another contarian bit of wisdom