its a ramblin good ol' thyme.
its hard to fall asleep to a book you enjoy, but its hard to want to read something your know will make you fall asleep. i've been up since four.thirty but i did not travel anywhere exotic.
the crows are barking at eachother like old women, over who gets to be the loudest and my neurotransmitters are surging back.and.fourth dicussing how strange it is that each time we say something nothing is said at all. sometimes at work when i feel i'm about to self-destruct i speak to myself in various accents and stereotypes, it helps simmer the stress.
i went to vote yesterday..and i trust many of you smart and beautiful young people did the same..godspeed justice and humanity.
anyways, walking to my rightful and honorable polling destination i first feel a sense of duty.
i vote. i turn in my opinions. i evacuate.
as i am walking out, i see an ancient old man with aged posture slowly taking the taped signs down at 8:00 exactly. i stop for a moment to ponder. i look to my left, then my right. and over again. i see a 'vote poll' sign to the right, i see the evangelican churchs' sign. And i wonder..what ever happened to the separation of church and state.
i woke up, to find my voice says really nothing, although im a democrat.
only two of my votes succeeded.
now im mentally exhausted and physically as well-so i will run my errands like a good little turtle and leave you all to read about someone elses life. atleast it was a good day at work, and my eventual teenage daughter will never have to legally own up to her getting knocked-up.
adios.
the crows are barking at eachother like old women, over who gets to be the loudest and my neurotransmitters are surging back.and.fourth dicussing how strange it is that each time we say something nothing is said at all. sometimes at work when i feel i'm about to self-destruct i speak to myself in various accents and stereotypes, it helps simmer the stress.
i went to vote yesterday..and i trust many of you smart and beautiful young people did the same..godspeed justice and humanity.
anyways, walking to my rightful and honorable polling destination i first feel a sense of duty.
i vote. i turn in my opinions. i evacuate.
as i am walking out, i see an ancient old man with aged posture slowly taking the taped signs down at 8:00 exactly. i stop for a moment to ponder. i look to my left, then my right. and over again. i see a 'vote poll' sign to the right, i see the evangelican churchs' sign. And i wonder..what ever happened to the separation of church and state.
i woke up, to find my voice says really nothing, although im a democrat.
only two of my votes succeeded.
now im mentally exhausted and physically as well-so i will run my errands like a good little turtle and leave you all to read about someone elses life. atleast it was a good day at work, and my eventual teenage daughter will never have to legally own up to her getting knocked-up.
adios.