I think that soon designers are going to come up with lines of fancy bullet proof vests. I think they may even become a staple in people’s closets. My friend said that bullet proof book bags are already available for kids. Sad. Very sad.
I read an article today that said that those of us born in the 1970s and older are the last generations to remember what life was like without the internet. We are called “digital immigrants” or “innocents.” The article’s main premise is that we are the last humans to realize how good it is to have “digital detoxes” in order to just sit with our inner worlds and our imaginations. The author reminded us that the internet, itself, was invented due to someone’s imagination.
My friend’s elderly dog passed yesterday. She has had a tumultuous decade, raising two teenage boys primarily on her own, after a nasty divorce. The last year or so, she has really gotten her groove back and is on an even keel upward. I think that our pets sense when it is okay to pass on. They understand when we have our strength back. They know so much more than we give them credit for, sometimes. A lot of the times.
I started taking Burdock root a few months ago, as part of my daily supplement regiment. I forgot why I started taking it. I looked it up on the internet. It is great for joints. I realized that my joints have not been so stiff lately. I think it must work.
I like this tweet from u.fo:
may the next few months of 2019 be filled with pleasant plot twists, spontaneous fun, and good vibes.