I've been trying to live by the Buddhist tenet of speech lately that goes "Before you speak, ask yourself: is it true, is it kind, and is it necessary?", and have really been struggling with the part about being kind; there's so much that makes me angry when I look around. And while it always
feels righteous, every arsehole in the world thinks their bullshit is justified, right? I'm starting to worry that I'm just becoming embittered, and that a combination of a rough patch in the personal life, and the genuinely fucked-up nature of this world we live in, is slowly turning what I always considered my bullshit detector into nothing more than plain bad temper and hair-trigger aggression.
And on a not-improbably related note, I need to sleep so bad. I'm about two more sleepless nights away from caving and either going back to being a useless lifestyle-stoner, or hitting up the doctor to beg for the pills I've been trying so hard to avoid.