wolves worry over only monumental matters. sustenance, sleep, are among their troubles. useless uneasiness typically trouble hysterical hyenas. whiny whimpers, sanctimonious snickering, loud laments. paltry predicaments turned to crippling catastrophes.
it will always distress me to exist in a world that works so hard toward making those who do not live within the confines of societal surmise, feel ‘wrong.’ what most lovingly refer to as the ‘real world’ is generally just their world, self righteously held in high esteem, imposed on the far less aggressive.