I'm actually sad. I know it's gay but I am sad. I got too attached to the fish. I can't process that I won't watch them discuss things and run their routines anymore. No more Direnc eating cheerios in the morning, Freddy asking for beer, Aryeh talking about spongebob, no more.

What depresses me most isn't the fact that we're headed into yet another regime change quagmire in the Middle East, a region mostly fucked up because of our own actions there. No, it's the fact that most of us in the West will support this war like they did Iraq. With all our power and prosperity, why do we never learn the most simple lessons?

I want to rest my head in Drinec's lap as she strokes my hair and we talk about our day. I don't care if she's a whore, I can save her.