only english capitalizes 'i'

his name is now Asunder. and that is the last time i will ever capitalize it, because i dislike capital letters. he and i bonded this morn, him winding around my torso, exploring the table, the cats oblivious. the fog never lifted. "it's almost ghostly" one of my coworkers commented. there is absolutely no wind. flags hang flaccidly. steam plumes directly upward. it is misting and the air smells of spring and possibility... except for in tacoma, where the humidity only punctuates the constant pall of sewage and despair.
'tuesday's gone' plays. this is a fucking amazing song. it always makes me feel wistful, lonely, aroused, like i should be smoking weed on a dewy summer morn, the one i dig sprawled beside me, neither of us talking, both ensconsed in our own thoughts... or walking alone at night, the city lights below, providing the soundtrack to another 'what the fuck was this day about' internal debate, life at that moment so fucking poignant i can scarcely stand it, and realizing that by acknowledging my life as being poignant AT THE PRECISE MOMENT that it is, i am fucking present. good tune, anyhow.
i abruptly felt like crap around 4 this afternoon. "you're white as a sheet" someone actually said. i love being the recipient of cliched descriptions. it was slow. they all but kicked me out early. i felt better, perfectly fine even, about 10 miles down the road. i suspect i am allergic to work. i deserve government compensation. leaving early nearly made up for the nonstop shitstorm that was monday- 10 hours of shitting, vomiting, micturating, screeching animals, mostly very large dogs, mostly eliminating on themselves and constantly needing to be cleaned. we were shortstaffed and three of my favorite coworkers were abruptly canned. it was the sort of day where i finally said, 45 minutes past the end of my shift, "i need to get out of here now."
the bbc once banned 'i am the walrus' because of the lyric 'don't let your knickers down.' this is probably akin to a fucking american using the term 'fanny pack' overseas and wondering why they are met with horrified laughter.