As we step into another season, I find myself pondering the idea of aging gracefully. On one hand, it seems like the serene and proper way to go. Yet, a part of me resists the quiet submission to time’s relentless march. I’ve always imagined myself going out with a fight, boots on and all. Sadly, I haven’t worn boots in ages. But given the choice, I plan to go out with a bang, have fun, and make a difference in a world that needs it more than ever!
Category: Happiness
The Destructive Poison of Political Hate
In the vast and dynamic world of the Internet, it’s disheartening to see the proliferation of The destructive poison of political hate about political candidates, whether Democrat or Republican. This negativity not…