Week’s end … page 84

Day 155 – 08/14/2020

It’s 10:45 and the day already feels endless. I walked before it got hot, came in and iced my hip… and went into neutral. Sometimes I try to remember why it felt like there was more to do in The Before because it wasn’t all that much. But we had lunch out a few days a week… wandered in and out of stores without a second thought… went to KC for this and that… planned short or long trips and took them… saw friends once in a while or had them here… what we thought up to do wasn’t contingent on virus numbers or the necessary restrictions they’ve brought into everyone’s lives.

With the new phase we’re into in the election cycle, birtherism is the Soup of the Day again. And after seeing shots of neighborhood mailboxes – those familiar Dalek-like blue sentinels – being removed and hauled off on trucks in Portland and other cities, the sure knowledge that we’re across the line into authoritarianism can’t be put off any longer. I know, dear Diary, nobody likes it when I talk politics, but it’s just you and me, so I’m going to tell you a secret I discovered this morning – I’m okay with not seeing people anymore if they’re in favor of what’s happening to America, and there’s a certain freedom in that. As Kim always says, “I feel so much better now that I no longer care.”

Welp, when you’re blue, you’re blue, but sometimes you can get glad in the same pants you got sad in, so maybe it’s time for music…

Photo Credit: Kim Smith

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6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. rajkkhoja
    Aug 15, 2020 @ 23:48:05

    Why she crying. ?

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  2. rajkkhoja
    Aug 15, 2020 @ 23:47:33

    Beautiful

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  3. aRJay
    Aug 14, 2020 @ 13:17:16

    Just when I think my level of disgust and incredulity at the present administration has reached a zenith, he starts talking again. And as we know, if his lips are moving he’s lying, incessantly, incoherently, idiotically. If, come November, the truth does not prevail, I’m seriously OUT OF HERE. I have no desire to live in trump’s America and witness the further utter decline of democracy. I’ll go where people still care about truth, justice and their fellow humans. You say good riddance? Same to ya!

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