I try to make it a habit when I wake up in the morning to feel gratitude and joy for another day on this planet. This morning I contemplated what it means to say…I am not bad. What is bad? What makes ME bad or good? Because I pick up litter, pet dogs, say good…
Where did they all go? Where are the men who put integrity and humanity before dick pics? Where are the women who put intelligence and dignity before vanity and the attendant fish lips and boob jobs? Well, they are still around. I know lots of them, however they are my age…in their 60’s and above….