The Future is Happy

2019 has been, to put it poetically, one shit sandwich on top of the other. Unsurprisingly, I have had no appetite for these sandwiches. Who does? No one does. But the unfortunate truth is, when life hands you a shit sandwich, you have two options: let it fester and make everything else in your life smell foul, or... well. Eat it. (I'm sorry for this disgusting metaphor. This has been a disgusting year.)