Writing this post the night after the massacre in Uvalde, Texas. Where babies were killed by an evil man with an AK-15. I’m angry. Why have we decided to focus on all the wrong things?
This March was the two year mark of the pandemic, and for the past couple of weeks I’ve been hearing a lot of people reminisce of what they were doing during or before the shutdown. What they felt, what they thought it was,
As my sunny blue skies turned muggy and cloudy because of the current fires in Northern and Central California, I’ve come to the realization that we cannot ignore this much longer. We, as in the collective WE are not okay. We are so far from okay, we’ve pretty much pitched a tent in fucked up land at this point.
This election cycle has been one we will never forget. There’s many reason’s why, here’s my reasoning. Funny and as always brutally honest.
We all have that something, that something that just throws us over the edge.
Something so unbelievable that we just lost it and could no longer remain quiet.
Well…I think I found my something and it unleashed what I had been holding in since 2016.