Ever want to say exactly what you think? Me too.
Today I find myself unable to react to the madness that has become the new normal in the world beyond my doorstep. The lava flow encroaches. I experience a surge of anxiety. Each keystroke reveals some raw emotion that gets edited out so that I can pretend everything is fine, even for an hour. I don’t crave drama. My threshold for outrage today, however, was when “Pictures of You” (The Cure) was interrupted by an ad for Shutterfly and “Bittersweet Symphony” (The Verve) got cut off by an ad for Grammarly. Seriously, as I typed these words, YouTube paused the music for an ad to “help me write clear and mistake free sentences”. AI is gaslighting me. I could download the soundtrack of my despair for $1.29 each on iTunes or just settle for whatever SiriusXM has curated based on my recent Google search or Amazon purchase or fleeting thought.
The air outside this morning was thick and delicious. Aromas sweet and earthy infused every breath with memories of what the world was like before the heat of a million menopausal moments made me despise every guru, life coach, humble bragger, pundit, and public nuisance on social media incinerated my best effort not to criticize, condemn, or complain. This is what happens when you realize your tribe is only your tribe as long as you pay your monthly membership fee become a cranky old lady still in her bathrobe at 3 in the afternoon, surfing the internet for signs of life.
Honie Briggs 
Man, IF only we lived closer. Yes, yes, yes. “I find it kind of funny; I find it kind of sad.” And see, I am so out of touch, but I keep my finger on what matters; I save it and read it when I can. xo
There’s always FaceTime. We could have a virtual kitchen dance party! 😆
Yes! Let’s do it. Or, start with coffee and intro, and advance to dancing! 😉
The world has gone crazy this year … yes it’s a very very mad world …. I’m hoping that it resets soon.
Reset? I think we better get busy building escape pods. Mars Or Bust! The longer I live the more I wish that wishing could make a thing so. Nice to see you. How’s it going in your part of the world?
You are now the poster child for my cranky inner child. The ID to my Ego. (Actually, I can never keep those terms/meanings straight—I’m not sure whether I’ve complimented you or grievously insulted you. Probably both.)
Anyhow, that’s for being the voice of reason in a very irritating digital universe.
Well, that’s something I’ve not been called before! Better give that inner child a cookie and a bottle of the good stuff. : )
-hugs- I love this song. I have no idea if this will be of any value or not, but after the Offspring was born, my obstetrician gave me a piece of advice. She said, make sure you find one good thing in every day, no matter how small. That advice got me through some hard times. It’s all I have to offer. Hang in there.
One good thing today is your comment. Thanks!
Hugs!
I’d ask if you’re okay—really okay—but I’m kind of afraid of the answer…
You’re kind to think of asking. It is the thought that counts, after all.😉