Hopeful optimism replaces abject pessimism and apathy.
Nervous laughter fills my head and thoughts of plan b’s, Plan B’s and planned bees swirl together to create chaotic punctuated poetry.
Reach back and grab hold! Arab gold and oil sold while being told to brace for cold…war.
Black and white on white and black keys to unlocking the truth and turning mindful thoughts into spiteful tweets. Why do we need a voice? WE don’t. Most of you and us and we don’t have anything interesting or important to add to the conversation. So you me and we should think about shutting up and sitting down more. Talking and speaking just to be heard and not understood is a debt taken unwillingly by all participants.
Yet. Here we are.