I tolerate continued existence out of a morbid sense of curiosity.
That’s beautiful, in it’s own way.
I felt that way at one point. It led me, eventually, to moments that I later decided mattered very much, to me.
If I hadn’t had that morbid curiosity, I’m not sure I would have made it to those moments I now cherish.
Here’s to morbid curiosity!











Yes. And the awkward social situation is when they ask what I’m wearing, but I didn’t pay any attention to the brand of the urinal mat.
I don’t want that to happen again, so now I’m careful to take note of the urinal mat branding.