Friday, November 22, 2024

Whenever

  I get back from camping alone I do have feelings of I hate you all equally.  I just do.

  I have to go through an un-solacing process.  My own.

  And in highly political years I weigh things on my mental scales.  The love and care that us poor people have for people and place has to measure up to the fictitious cold stone statue of "the Republicans".  That was how I found out that there are real people Republicans of every ilk.


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