ohmygoodness I can't believe I'm down to one post a month. Is this me? After all that has happened to me and the world lately?! The political crisis alone (egad!) is practically begging for an blog entry. And yet no one has heard anything from Lara.
Not that I don't have anything to say. Lots, in fact. But maybe, just maybe, i'm tired of speaking out. Maybe, this one time, I just want to keeps things to myself and a few select people (so as to decrease the amount of energy spent vehemently debating and/or loudly agreeing). Maybe they've said all I wanted to say, and my two cents' worth ain't really much anymore in a mountain of cents that is this political pandemonium. Maybe I know too much--mostly bad--that if I say something it won't be without incriminating myself or people I used to care about. Maybe I'm scared of admitting I, too, have been a hypocrite. Maybe I've seen, no, touched the grime and grease that cover our "august halls and hollowed corridors", that I just want to puke. Been there, done that, said this, over and over and over. Damn I've spoken and written miles and miles of words these past few years, that maybe now I just want to say "I told you so."
Maybe I have little faith left. Or maybe I have much of it left still, and choose to believe in its transcending power.
Haaay. I don't know. I really don't. Is this growing up? Growing out of old habits? I still believe what I believe, God knows I do. But now I'd rather just, well, repost.
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