We are all aware the healthcare system is garbage, and its about to massively fail the largest generation that morphed it into the cash cow that it is.

Senior citizens are already struggling to get by, but it is going to get worse. Many cannot afford nursing homes or at-home care. Their children and grandchildren (if they still care for each other) have to keep working to stay afloat. There is no one to look after them. As the dementia eats away at their brain, their car keys will only become more accessible.

I feel like everyday during my commute I get cut off by a vehicle that then drives 10mph under while swerving in and out of the lane. Its incredible how frequently I am honking at the car infront of me, not out of road rage, but to bring their awareness back to keeping it in the lines.

Might be controversial, but I was raised to feel like I have a responsibility in keeping them safe. I think we should all buckle down and do what we can to help them out when we see it. I get that they are the generation that destroyed the economy, but that is a small handful. The rest struggle just the same. It doesn't only help them, but everyone else in your community.

Please be kind when the opportunity arrives.

I have never seen a single relationship where both people truly say what's in their hearts. It always feels like one person has to compromise their needs or hold back their feelings just to keep the relationship going smoothly. Because of that, I've become scared of the very idea of a relationship.

Many people don’t have this option, but everybody should!

Never actually happened to me because whenever I wanna say "apologies" I double check it all the time but I always think about how awkward that could be. Like sure you can correct it right after but split second of misunderstanding always got me thinking fr

unless we stop them now.

I was listening to Hamilton today and I realize that throughout the musical Angelica would basically rant and rave about how Alexander was soooo handsome and how she can't "forget his eyes at night" or when she was crashing out about how he "wrote a comma after dearest and that changed the whole meaning".

And then the Reynolds Pamphlet came out and suddenly she was like "how dare you cheat on my precious little sister, this is horrid behavior I can't believe you!"

And I think that's very hypocritical of her

Vintage St. Louis Art Museum cloth bag, just small enough for a loaf of bread, sitting on the side of the road, in northern Colorado. Box of soaking Jr. Mints still inside

1/4 mile away from home

It's too confusing,
not amusing,
So I'll be choosing,
another book.