This timeline is the worst I’ve ever existed in.

At least, so far today.

I don’t like that the saving grace is that it could be worse when electronic kaiju are roaming the Internet far too early in the timeline.

The worst part is knowing that what I remember could be from a different future, and so I’m trapped by the audacity of the hope that things get better, while knowing that they will be so much worse.

Enjoying the moment, knowing with every breath, and fearing that I’m not wrong.