This Tired Old World
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I’m really tired. So is everyone I know. Earth has become an exhausting place. What gives?
My condolences on your fatigue. But how do you think I feel? I have overdue writing chores. Another big snow storm is coming, and my snow blower is still on the blink. I continue to do Tussin shots like I’m getting paid by the dying liver cell, trying to chase my residual COVID cough away. Our country is a mess, and forever getting messier. Betty White is dead, and her killer is still at large. Not to mention, I’ve had to put all obligations aside to take a mental health break while my pronouns are transitioning. I’m moving from he/him to whichever/whomever. Not as a political statement. I just think interrogative pronouns are grossly underrepresented, which is unacceptable to me as a champion of diversity.