While there are many things to be positive about, there comes a time where being sunny is loony. Hence, the following words.
I shut down all my social media accounts a few months ago. I got so tired of reading opinions and complaints. They reminded me of Cool Whip, fluff and artificial ingredients.
Unfortunately, I’m now overcommitted to the New York Times, reading Breaking News all day, sometimes in the middle of the night. I’ll reach for my phone like I’m grasping for air. It’s always bad news, really deep bad news, and I can’t let it go.
I’ve traded the froth that is social media for the truth, and I don’t feel any better. I can not wait to knock on doors and sputter the script about who you should vote for. Anything that will bring me face-to-face with someone who might want to listen.
We all miss a touch, a light-hearted phrase. Not to be corny, but there really is love all around you. Sometimes you need to imagine it.