Is is strange that if I were to take a picture of any particular moment in my life it would look something like this?
This link had what I would call a monologue or poem. Somehow in a land where freedom and liberties are endless we fail to notice how little we control. The worse is that we don’t seem to care and when did it happen where we have a history of so many revolutions and, yet, this is what we have to show for it.
Now this is something that I would participate in. I’m not into social media but I would crash my car to go home, get comfy, and participate in something like this.