Or unsettling. There hasn’t been a morning in a couple months now that I haven’t awakened to the sense that the spiral is tightening. Something is afoot. Something big is about to happen.

It’s undefined, but not vague in the slightest. It may not be doom, but it’s the end of something.

On the off chance it’s something particularly ugly and stupid, I love you. Yah, I feel sufficiently creeped out to add that.