Immortal Intellectuals
I met a guy in college once who confessed to a bit of road rage. I was disappointed by this because the guy was really cute, but the idea of dating someone with road rage was an immediate no. Anyway. This just goes to explain that people can change, because last week I had my own fit of road rage. I blasted Monster by Skillet and tried my hand at excessive speeding, then a truncated slamming on my breaks, to jolt my soul back into resonance. It actually helped me, and I was surprised by this. I have a lot of thoughts to share, largely because my computer crashed for six months and I'm only now getting it back. lol. I'm thinking a lot about our political climate, how we are descending into fascism at an unprecedented but not perplexing rate. I am trying to think about how we all survive. And I do mean all of us. I do not think we are in a circumstance where protesting is going to do much good. I wish it would. but, part of me has grown increasingly disillusioned ...
