no win situations

I’m so tired of them. There’s no solution. People and circumstances just put you in them, and in the end, the only possible course of action is complete acceptance and fuck it. It’s either that, or bucking against the bit, tortured in frustration.

I’ve historically chosen the latter; maybe it’s time for a little radical acceptance.

I’m fucked. Shrug. Party on, Wayne.

Party on, Garth.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 2255 words, novella: The Mungk

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