This is me, not writing a real post.
This is me, cursing the fact that I didn’t get one written earlier today.
This is me, cursing the brain in my head; riddled with ideas and creativity and blog posts that I can hear with brilliant clarity but discombobulated enough to keep any of it from coming to fruition.
This is me cursing the situation brewing at Penn State for filling my heart with a sadness that rocks every piece of my soul. The decomposition of humanity to a state where a coach being fired for neglecting his moral responsibilities as a member of the human race being inspires rioting by college aged children who want their voices to be heard and their coach allowed to retire with dignity…. all while ignoring the fact that no one heard the voices of the actual children who were stripped of all dignity, sense of safety and security because said coach is not the upstanding, amazing person everyone thought he was.