last one.

hey duders,
this is it.
the last day of fall at the very least,
and the last day ever at the worst/best.
yuuuuuuuuuuuup.
i'm ready for winter,
i'm ready for the darkest day,
i'm even ready for cataclysmic meteors, solar flares, plagues, aliens, giant robots,
or whatever sort of environmental activation could possibly
shower down an unholy retributive natural vengeance on mankind.
that's no joke.
if it's all always really happening,
then i'm ready to let it happen.
so do your worst, solstice of disconsolate destruction.
or shut the F* up, and let another sh!tty winter ooze into the dregs of december
and we'll wallow in our own dark days until sometime next year.
either way,
it's been a pretty good run.
i'm having leftovers as my possibly last meal.
it's fitting, sort of.
using up the not-as-good-as-yesterdays,
and leaving nothing for tomorrow.
that's real life, neighbors.
nobody leaves with the title,
and every day is the worst one, except the last one.
i guess we'll hold our breath and cross our fingers,
and wait until tomorrow to see if tomorrow ever comes.
if it does,
it takes the trophy for worst as well as least light as well as heaviest.
get it?
got it;
never quiet, never soft.....