Louis VierneLately I have been thinking about how hard things can be. In my own life: conflict at work, trouble at home, the opacity of romance. The tendency to stare at a bunch of asparagus and be baffled, overwhelmed, by the prospect of putting them together in some kind of meal in which the reedy old rods are made edible. This after a long day of being told to “shut the fuck up” and “highly ineffective” and “many reminders” and “per union regulations”.

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