Photos of starving polar bears and dead, starved polar bears are making my heart hurt. What the hell, humans??
I am feeling discouraged about certain things and certain people. I don’t (yet) know exactly what to do about them.
One of the people is me.
Some days I feel like the last blogger. Facebook killed blogging. Snapchat has nailed its coffin shut. Thank goodness for June.
Maybe I need to take a class. An art class or something.
Maybe I just need to get over myself (which is what I can hear my brother saying).
I would think that what I would need to do is take a break, but I’ve tried that, and it doesn’t help. Besides, you can’t really take a break from your LIFE. I mean, you can, I guess, but I wouldn’t. I don’t want to. I like my life. I just think it needs a little… pizzazz.
Did you know that the origin of the word pizzazz is unknown? Its earliest known usage is from 1937. That’s not even 100 years ago!
Maybe I need to see my mom. Or my sister. Or my brother (not in a hospital bed).
Maybe I just need another vacation.