I have always been fond of wars I like to put my head in other people’s wars. Standing with the losing side. Losing is a disappointment I can handle, but victories are false promises and I know how to choose my battles slow, boring, and bloody like the third day of a woman’s period. There is a war in my head I was seven when my grandma blamed me for stealing the sweets beneath her bed. Even though I didn’t like sweets she said stealing for others is pure stupidity. I told her
