muse muse musings

Today was a random day. Work ended early. Oddly enough. Good conversations with good people kept me leveled, and the sun filled me with its rays. Park camped in Kensington and decidedly made a move away from a childish indulgence. I'm set; convinced the best way to find an ideal partner in this life is to agree on what you both hate. Hate will keep us together. Love always tears us apart. And apparently Curtis always drives Nat to a taste for blood and ultra violence. The division sleeps alone tonight.