Is it me, or are these presidential candidates worse than ever? I can’t imagine even Nixon acting and talking the way most do nowadays.
Does our government have the best interest of the citizens? If not, then they do not represent us as they are intended to do.
Are there people who really think that guns kill people? I happen to know that no tool can do anything on its own. Guns may cause more carnage than say a knife, but anything in the wrong hands is dangerous. Even hands.
Are people being selfish to say “Black Lives Matter” when all lives do? Or are they just trying to make a point because evidently black lives don’t matter much to some.
Does any human life matter when it’s young? Or is abortion the way to decrease the population of people who would kill their own young because they are inconvenient.
Does anyone know what they are doing anymore or even care? Way too many incompetent people out there. Incompetent or corrupt?
Do you think a vaccine on stupidity is on the horizon? If so, do you think many would receive it? Can they make it mandatory? I’m sure only to a select populous.
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Going completely rogue on this one so I can keep it consistent with the first two parts of my “cereal killer” theme.
So, moving, to be or not to be whatever. I was picking up a few items at the local grocer this weekend and a woman walked past me that looked familiar, but I couldn’t place her. She looked at me as well, but kept walking. A little while later we passed again and she said “You look familiar to me, then before I could think she said it was from the apartment complex where we were both filling out forms in the office. The minute she reminded me, it fell into place.
She asked me if I had heard back from them. I told her I hadn’t. She said that they were called a couple of weeks ago about a number of apartments that were available. I know they were higher on the waiting list than I was so didn’t sweat that part of it, but was concerned because it means they will be calling me very shortly as well. It may be tomorrow, maybe next month, but it will be soon. Again that inner hesitation and dread because I refuse to give in to what appears to be my fate.
I refuse to believe there is not going to be some help, or saving grace that will prevent my ultimate failure because, I reason to myself, none of this is my fault. Good thing that stops bad things from happening to good people (sarcasm). So I went out to lunch with some of my neighbors today and that prevented me from having to think about it for a while. Meantime I am slowly cleaning things up, getting ready for another yard sale. Even called one of my brothers to let his friend know he can pick a few things up soon.
All this shows that I’m at least starting to face up to the fact that life is change. I want good change because I’ve had enough shocks and bad news. Surprises are OK, because a surprise is always positive, like “Surprise Parties!” Like finding out I’ve won the lotto and not necessarily some huge amount, but just enough to pay off my home or at least the difference when I sell it. No bankruptcy then. I’m preparing myself for the good things to come in life so I won’t be too shocked when it happens.