Lately I’ve been silently struggling with the thought that I might have to live through a period in life when I am my only family remaining
Half took the clot-shot
Half refuse to step off the tracks as a freight train barrels directly at their noses
Half took the clot-shot
Half refuse to step off the tracks as a freight train barrels directly at their noses
Amazing the power of a house that is still owned by a bank.
Or a job that they admittedly hate and pays shite. Not even enough to save a few bucks
Or fake “cocktail friends” who are never around when times get tough
None of these are worth facing an Anne Frank circumstance
Or a job that they admittedly hate and pays shite. Not even enough to save a few bucks
Or fake “cocktail friends” who are never around when times get tough
None of these are worth facing an Anne Frank circumstance
Nope. None of the above amount to a hill of beans when the chips on the table are nothing short of your life.
It’s fear. Plain & simple. It’s satan capitalizing on unfounded, ill defined fear
Sadly I now see why God taught me how to be my own best friend.
It’s fear. Plain & simple. It’s satan capitalizing on unfounded, ill defined fear
Sadly I now see why God taught me how to be my own best friend.
Because if what I perceive the likely outcome of 2022 to be, is in fact accurate, I might lose everyone here on the West Coast
They hear me. But they don’t listen.
They drop me at airports to travel 8 states & speak to rooms-full of strangers but w/them I carry zero clout here
They hear me. But they don’t listen.
They drop me at airports to travel 8 states & speak to rooms-full of strangers but w/them I carry zero clout here
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