Politics Aside
At least three incredibly shitty bills got passed in the past few weeks (and that's only the ones I know of, and i don't know shit), fallujah's fallen grows each day, while ice caps shrink. My favorite liberal mag just dissed the power of protests and some idiots next to me on the street as I walked by a construction site in Times Square said "oh look honey, it must be Ground Zero." And Columbus concert gooers are losing their shit.
The world's a mess.
What else is new.
But I'm rather fabulous. It's a constant source of amazement that I cannot walk out of my house (wherever it is at any given moment) without having an adventure. Yesterday I was bombarded with beauty, art and odd encounters. Fortunately, that's somewhat of a common occurence. I am one lucky chica. Or at least, I'm lucky enough to have the ability to notice and appreciate the beauty that is so often present.
I think I am a dizzying dichotomy of positive and negative perspectives.
I also think I'm incredibly fucking tired and should be sleeping, instead of rambling.
