Whatever I believe my notion of God is, which changes daily, it is not necessarily always pretty.
If I let it, my day can be sketched in by angry defiance.
I sometimes believe this to be a form of prayer.
This disease mires itself into every aspect, I feel driven to dig it out root and branch.
If you're not behind me, if you're not going to help me, then I want you to stay the fuck out of my way.
