writing is sorrow; having had written is sublime
It used to be fun, and, quite frankly, quite therapeutic to release a rant or two around here back in the good ol’ days.
Any guesses to as when I’m referring to the “good ol’ days?”
Yeah… exactly.
BCET
Before the Catastrophic Era of Trump
But now, in these far less than good ol’ days…
One rants at one’s own risk.
Literally…
Seize hard the moment
Right now before it passes by
Seize it with all your might
With all your purpose
And don’t question why
Or wonder where it’s been
Or wonder where it’s going
Or wonder anything at all
Just hold on to it
And don’t let go
As it forever evolves
And leads you astray
To the exact where you need to be
To the exact why you need to be
#notetoself
FEATURED IMAGE COURTESY JAVIER ALLEGUE ON UNSPLASH
I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat. ― Rebecca West
#notetoself
#timesup
Having had written is sublime.
#notetoself
#amwriting