Whether it’s the Wall Street fiasco or the fracas that is an election year, I’m done. Add to the mix three teenagers and a neighbor who finally succeeded in chopping the tops out of my trees on this his fourth covert attempt, and you get one sick to death of it all, worn out by the selfishness that is mankind, bag of bones.
What ever happened to simple kindness? Courtesy? Compassion? Is it so rare that when it does happen it makes the evening news?
Fed up, sick to death, becoming a recluse and moving to Montana.
Monday, September 29, 2008
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May I go too? Or guess I'd rather be in Colorado. HMMMMMMM, did somebody else say that?
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