Sometimes, when I sit down to write, my mind just goes completely blank. Earlier today I had a couple ideas of what I wanted to write about, but now that it’s evening, I’m not even sure that writing matters. Deep down I know that’s not true. Sticking with writing is good work. It’s healthy for my attempt at character development (my own).
I’m still in sort of a state of numb shock by the political atmosphere right now. I have felt a lot of distress over a radio personality who made huge pompous statements mocking the idea of not having “consent” in a sexual situation is a leftest “libtard” idea. My god. We’re not even talking about kindness, consideration, manners, or basic human respect. We are sinking the the lowest of the low in terms of human behavior. How the hell did we get here?
Of course I have my theories, but I’m not really here to talk politics, I’m here to practice putting words to the electrical storm that is my brain.
On the more positive side, I watched a lovely speech by the First Lady. She has done a lot lately to further the empowerment of young girls. I truly will miss the Obamas being in the White House. Their class and grace will be sorely missed.
If I am not careful, I can start growing a huge ball of fear in my belly over the possibility of our nations future demise should the vote next month take a disastrous turn. Do you know what I fear most? The temper tantrums of the losers. It has become entirely too “the norm” to air your deep dark dirty insides and lash out at the people around you. Our country’s leadership has turned into one huge live action reality soap opera.
I’m sick of it. (Guess who was too busy to meditate today. Can you tell??)
Ok, so I’m done for tonight. I wish I had more inspirational things to say, but tonight, it’s just not in me.
Love and peace, (even if I’m not feelin’ it, I still wish it for you, dear reader)
Day 13 of #Write31Days2016