Discopants and Haircuts

There was a time when writing came so easy for me. It seemed like anything I wrote about was worth writing about. As much as I try, now, I am fighting for every word. That’s why I am here now. I can’t imagine this happening to someone who writes for a living. It must be a nightmare when your source of income dries up. Every word you read here has been written, erased and rewritten. 

Obama has been bouncing around in my brain a lot lately. One thing I joked about, in my last post, was all the expectations so many have for him. We’re all very aware of the problems the US faces now. I really think the majority of the country thinks this all will be fixed quickly. I have a feeling there will be a lot of disappointed people.

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Fear

I fear that the election will be stolen by McCain.

I fear the world is going in the wrong direction. 

I fear that the world will be so polluted for my children that it will be unlivable. 

I fear that robots are stealing my luggage. 

I fear a large war is brewing.

I fear that I may be right about my fears.

Gotta love this. Look how far, we frogs in a frying pan, have come.