Shit

I entered the age range I had previously regarded as ‘adult’, and realized I didn’t know shit. I realized all the people I thought knew shit also didn’t know shit. I saw all of the varieties of blinders and fancies people utilized to protect them from realizing they didn’t know shit, and it horrified me. I am well on into the years of adulthood, and the only shit I know is small, and hard won. It cost me to get what little shit I have found. I am no longer horrified to realize the small amount of shit we collectively or individually know, but am grateful that I still have a little bit of time to add some shit to the pile.