there are many metaphors fer Life that share the importance, or necessity, of things getting a lot more shit before they get better. or life turning to complete carnage before there is some process of transformation that alights the beauty that had always been there to the surface in its new form. if the Life around u, inside of u, feels and looks like a heaping pile of shit, please know… this absolute wreckage that is yer Life, that may be U, is preparing fer something beauty-full to emerge. i can promise u this. and in the meantime? i’m sorry it’s such a motherfucking shitstorm right now. hold. on.