by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
For various reasons — including just the basic means — I’m not leaving the country anytime soon. But at some point in the next few years, I may be forced out of the country simply because won’t shut the fuck up about what a cocksucker Trump is.
Yeah, I get it.
I’m currently listening — for some reason — to a lot of Charlotte Gainsbourg. All of her music is very French and sounds like it should be the soundtrack to some sort of erotic thriller. It makes me think about maybe living in Quebec or even France itself.
But, I have my doubts. Given how fucking poor I am at the moment, the only way I’m ever leaving my state, much less the country, is if there is a general collapse or I become a well known dissident and I somehow am spirited out of the country.
The first is a maybe, the second…meh. I don’t see that happening. I’m too old and bonkers for any such notoriety to get to me.
Anyway, I really, really, need to get into a different headspace. I’m still fucking locked in neutral mentally and am having difficulty doing much of anything at the moment.
Cost-benefit-analysis wise, I think Southeast Asia would probably be my best bet. But there are limitations going that direction that make me blanch to think about. That’s why I still think if I leave the country at all it won’t be at my own behest — it will be because I have to.
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