Terrible Inferences

There are people who write books to help others.

This is not that book.

This is a collection of mental misfires, psychic static, and philosophical fart jokes that came to visit me while driving, pooping, or barely surviving human interaction. Sometimes they're funny. Sometimes they're upsetting. Sometimes they sound like they might mean something... but that's between you and your therapist.

I didn't write these to teach anyone anything. I wrote them because my head won't shut up unless I do. If you find yourself laughing, crying, or questioning your existence in the canned soup aisle, I've done my job.

This is for the misfits. The half-broken. The overthinkers. The under-socialized. The ones who notice how dumb the world is and secretly suspect it might be on purpose.

Welcome. I'm Ryan. This is how I think. Sorry in advance.