Since the theme of today seems to be buckets. I cry a lot. It’s cathartic. My bucket is only about halfway full these days. I need a job. I need a new life. But every day, I’m adding a little bit more to my bucket. It had a hole in it for a little bit. But I think I’ve helped patch it. Good night.

a cartoon drawing of a blue bucket with a face

Alt: A little cartoon drawing of a bucket with a face