Folks, I’m too exhausted and depressed to compose a witty or well-thought-out post this week. So I’ll leave you with this thought.
My heartfelt wish for you is a happy and peaceful thanksgiving, (hopefully with your loved ones despite the damned CDC.)
Word of the Day: Miniver / minever
Fun fact about me: I love almost every kind of nut.
Original post by Jansen Schmidt, November 2020. Images by Google and Pexels.
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Today’s post goes into territory I don’t normal venture into, but I feel it must be said. And it felt good to write it. Sort of purged it from my system. I am merely relating an event that happened and my reaction to it. I am not looking for a fight or to change anyone’s opinion. This was my experience. My feelings. So, that being said, here’s what happened: 
I’m generally not a fan of poetry, but I appreciate the art and how so many people can express themselves poetically. Me, not so much. I’m one of those people who, if it doesn’t rhyme, I don’t get it. 
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