The Misunderstanding
My belief that everyone is "unshakeably good" has been tested severely this week.
It now occurs to me, plain as day, that some peeps are "shakeably good," and a whole big bunch of others are unshakeably bad.
This is a significant shift in my perspective about my fellow citizens.
I hoped beyond hope that "joy (would) cometh in the morning," but I woke up on Wednesday in a joyless place with much weeping and worry and it looks we'll all be living here for the foreseeable future.
I'm developing a plan for a life of isolation and ignorance and I now present it to you in a bulleted list.
- I'm not going to read or listen to any source of NEWS. Good riddance.
- We will probably also move to France, where I can walk around in a blissful bubble while HM works, unable to communicate with others, unable to understand what's happening around me.
- Moving back with the BLUES people of California also appeals.
- The plan includes near constant collage and notebook doodling.
That's all I have of the plan right now.
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