I did once upon a time a few decades ago. I was about 45 on my way to work. I saw to my left walking (trying to remain upright) along a chain link fence a bearded man whose age I c... moreI did once upon a time a few decades ago. I was about 45 on my way to work. I saw to my left walking (trying to remain upright) along a chain link fence a bearded man whose age I could not tell. He was staggering. Holding on to the fence but kept falling down. He appeared to be drunk but I don't know. At first I thought there but for the Grace of God go I. And then I wondered whom did he used to be and how did he get there? And then I thought I don't know what lies ahead of me. What if my life goes in a terrible direction and I end up on the streets staggering?I still see him in my mind. I can't get rid of that image. I wonder whatever happened to him? Why he was there in that condition? How many more people are there like that staggering along a chain link fence in life just trying to survive? SIGH. less
Cuz you're his kinda guy. That's why. I advise terrorists who are "people of color" to bleach your skin white..wear a MAGA hat..declare yourself a WHITE NATIONALIST. That's all it ... moreCuz you're his kinda guy. That's why. I advise terrorists who are "people of color" to bleach your skin white..wear a MAGA hat..declare yourself a WHITE NATIONALIST. That's all it takes m'dear to be embraced by little donny doughboy and his toady sycophants.
You can figure out the question on your own can't you? No need asking the obvious is there? ButwellThose are my choices of favorites whom I could listen to forever without ever tir... moreYou can figure out the question on your own can't you? No need asking the obvious is there? ButwellThose are my choices of favorites whom I could listen to forever without ever tiring of them. I think. I mean forever is a very long time and I might change during it. But the me of today thinks those are the "right" answers.
I expect that which lives on fondly in our memories is where we left a little bit of whom we are. Why would you leave yourself anywhere that was horrendous or sad or hurtful?
