I just get disgusted; that's all, and think maybe the earth may be shifting on its axis for another season or something.

I wonder if we're really children, after all, and what we need is to avoid the @#$% pretentiousness among some.

Then, I realize we are all children and need one another's wisdom to help us along.

That used to be the role of the psychiatrist; now, it's his role to throw the meds
up in the air and ask us to choose one (mildly joking), and it's the therapist's role
to ease the tensions of the little child within. God bless the child and God help
the adults.

This is not my best day; but, then, I've just finished posting on a subject that is
a trigger for me. You know how that is.