Get Really Small

Lugh is bored. Romney or Obama, US or China, market economy or communism. It's all the same now. The world is uniformly fucked up from bow to stern and well beyond any hope. But you can't fence time and in the end we're all dead. I just want a little quiet, some rest, to shuffle through the leaves on a empty, warm autumn afternoon. Tonight I want to get really small, turn my back on this world and put all my cares to bed.