Food security in America is a real problem. The amount of people with zero savings is disheartening. It’s time we had a real conversation about the problems facing the majority of our country. Also, we’ve already spent more on Ukraine than the entire 20 yr Afghanistan war.

The hardest truth I face is knowing the day I can no longer work is the day I no longer can afford to live.

Waiting to see a old friend compete across the world in a coffee/spirits competition. Go Sam, go!

The soundtrack to Her is phenomenal.

I have so much on my mind tonight. Twitter, X, whatever, seems to be the perfect place to dump my feelings. I realize how badly this may go, but screw it.

Today has been a tragedy on Shakespeare levels. I “believe” I’m a combo of add/Autistic. Undiagnosed. But when things impact your entire life, do you need someone to confirm your truths?

I’ve always felt like the black sheep of my family. I couldn’t articulate why I struggled so much. I just knew that I felt things more strongly, and thought differently than everyone else I knew.

I began having trouble scholastically at an early age, but they just kept passing me through. My teachers told my parents that I was whip smart intelligent but that I would be challenged in life.

I got kicked out of High School for insubordinate behavior, but I passed my GED with upper percentile testing grades.

I have tried my best and struggled through life, tried substances to medicate through the trauma. Something, anything, please help me understand this…

Now I’m 45, and I still haven’t found my footing in life.

I feel like I have an ability to see through what’s happening in our lives, to understand the complexity and mechanisms that move things forward…

But all of my ideas are met with so much resistance!!

All I want is to understand and know the truth of what this life is about. It feels like most people simply accept whatever happens as par for the course

I’m looking for for a little bit more.

My family doesn’t understand me. And I don’t have the language mastery to hep either of us. Everything gets lost in translation. And I’m simply perceived as difficult, different, flawed.

Anyway, thanks for listening. I hope each and everyone of you feels peace tonight. Tomorrow is a new day.

Probably the most ironic thing of it all is that folks think I’m the problem to solve l, when it’s abundantly apparent to me the problem doesn’t begin or end with me.

It’s my last week at work, stress already high, and now my aunt who visited SICK last weekend has Covid. Why she couldn’t stay away from my 91 year old grandma with heart problems, or me, who just had pneumonia, is beyond me. Since I live with grandma I have no say. Pissed.

It should come as no great surprise that a Democratic Party which has abandoned working class people would find that the working class has abandoned them. While the Democratic leadership defends the status quo, the American people are angry and want change. And they’re right.