I spoke with Paul today. Hearing his voice is inspiring!

I told him of my troubles, leaving out the detail that I am dealing with an insane immaturity similar to, I feel; Peter Pan on crack.

He said, “Be kind. Be loving. Don’t do anything severe. Many people are having difficulties now… we must show compassion.”

The words flow through me inward and down, through my brain and thawing what may have been at one time a forgiving heart.

And just like that I have hope on a new path. Thank you my friend.

Back in my day if you were fighting with your family and your friends weren’t available, you just mumbled to yourself or contemplated stupidity.

Today these private forgettable thoughts are shared on social media. What a joy to archive such special talents!

My personal favorites at this moment is a toss up between the damsels in distress or the heroic Heroes who want to save them…

Can’t they just say the truth about what’s really on their minds?

I read a report awhile back that stating LONELINESS as the biggest problem that humans have. Hard to argue with that.

Karen has a coffee shop and reports on social media the injustices that occur to her from a frustrated enraged public when she enforces the pandemic mask rules.

“Fuck YOU!!”  And storming out without their coffee; then glaring back at Karen are an example of the reaction she gets.

The comments from her heroic acquaintances on Facebook… dripping with courage from behind their phones and computers would be funny if it weren’t so sad.

“Is he still there?

“Did you get a license plate?”

“Let me know if he’s still there and I’ll come down and kick his ass!”

NO YOU WON’T. Just stop. I’ve watched your non action in action for years. Standing around with your hands in pockets while George Floyd dies. Taking the last 77 rolls of toilet paper and leaving nothing for anyone else… and I’ve watched you walk by this poor bastard day after day, year after year and not offer any help.

A wise person asked if I could have a charitable attitude to a certain someone who is being difficult and unreasonable?

I answered, “Probably not.”

The key to doing this is to recognize that they are sick and not evil.

Apparently I have much to learn.

That hollow dread that lives in the pit of the stomach… I remember this however it’s been years.

Dread

Fear

Uncertainty

Churning.

As much as I loathe the insanity of others, I fear this is what they deal with constantly.