I hike a lot around the Front Range, and the woods are so silent compared to when I moved here in 2002. I used to always see chickadees, nuthatches, woodpeckers, magpies, juncos…it was gorgeous. Now I’m lucky to see a couple of birds within a two-hour hike.
It’s a weird, different, quiet world. I miss the birds.
My brother (staunch conservative) once paraphrased Churchill to me: “Anyone who is a conservative when they’re young is heartless; anyone who’s a liberal when they’re old is brainless.”
Now that 50 is just over the horizon for me, I say that someone who voted for Donald Trump thinking I’m brainless is a compliment. Also, forgive student debt, give us universal healthcare and a universal basic income, fuck the rich, and come the revolution, may each of you reading this get to throw a Molotov at someone who owns a private jet. 💙
As someone who had a similarly abusive childhood, good for your boyfriend. Bet you’re a large part of why he had the strength to hold firm. I’m proud of you both!