Ugly Yeti and Son

in hindsight it all makes sense, but none of it did when it was happening to my face. things just kept on getting weirder and weirder. the expectation was always that things would go back to normal once we figured out how to fix it. we never figured it out. Everything changed. i guess this is what history feels like. it's fucked up because who could have guessed that my son and i would be living like this when everything started out so regular. maybe that's why i'm putting this on the page. to make some sense of it, if only to myself. ugly yeti