Shopping online was fun for a minute. Until I realized I had nowhere to go, no one to impress, and my money might well be better spent on dirt and soap making supplies. Besides, now we are all aware that the World could go to Hell in a hatbasket at any moment, and I might wish I had bought dried beans, and multi skin toned band-aids instead of leggings.
It was fun to try to figure out what the hell is actually going on, until I got obsessive about it, and I still don’t know what the truth is, and possibly never never will. Alrighty then, not fun. But it was fun to change channels and hear totally different opinions, as well as conflicting science and medical opinions.
I must admit, it is fun to be in Missouri right now. It’s fun to be alive, and witness the events at hand, of which, I believe, are most like the circus has just pulled into town, and hasn’t even begun to unload. I had planned to have a seat a little higher up, but this will have to do for now. (In case you are wondering, I’m sitting on the ground, in the middle, holding the sign).