It’s just like, when I see a fence, I kick it. I don’t always have to kick a hole in it, but damn when the wood splinters and it makes that unmistakeable crack it’s soooo satisfying and then I get inspired and I want to keep kicking and make the hole even bigger. At a certain point I stop because it’s just too easy, and I’m always afraid too of like a wild kick where my foot goes in the hole and the splintered wood hits my leg and yeah I’m probably wearing pants but one I don’t want to tear my pants and two I could get splinters or bleed and I’m not trying to go around bleeding on fences and shit, I only want to kick them. So when a sizable hole has been established in the fence I’m basically happy. It really doesn’t take much to make me happy. I don&#39;t know if a hole kicked in the fence actually makes me happy or if it&#39;s some stop gap facsimile of happiness that I&#39;ve manufactured to fill a hole that has been kicked in the fence of my soul. Either way it makes me feel good enough to get through the day, and that&#39;s all anyone can really ask for anyway.

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