I was hungry when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray…
Hungry sounded so much better than angry and I just wanted to mess with your minds.
How this blog has gone on for four years is a mystery to me.
Some have allowed themselves to be controlled by anger. Because of their subsequent, violent acts, some won’t see the beautiful sunrise this morning. Eyes of the living will be blinded by tears of grief.
I will not dignify such events by referring to them as acts of civil disobedience. There has been no civility.
In these difficult times, it’s been a struggle to maintain a positive outlook.
A modicum of diversion refreshes the mind. For that reason, a stuck dresser drawer is calling me. Dremel tool & me to the rescue!