OFF wth Their Heads
Trying to be authentic amidst the insanity of this election. Watching friends show their backsides on Facebook is an interesting twist - especially professionals who ought to know better. We all have strong opinions and can back them up with our own logic and reason. Why, for some, it comes out as bitter prattle is beyond me. And yet as I write those words I know where bitterness comes from as I saw some of my own arise as of late. Damn, it’s a nuisance and total waste of energy. One can’t do anything to change the past - no matter how hard one tries. But there it is… Bitterness is a tricky wicket. It’s Hurt. Painful hurt that is locked up in the closet hiding under the washcloths. You know it’s in your house somewhere as you smell it rotting but can’t quite put your finger on it as you walk by it every day. You can feel it too. The slow burn in your craw that won’t go away – and it’s giving you a headache – but for the life of you, you paint your make-up on every mo