You made me lift my eyes to my surroundings. Our safe places are are being invaded. I am confused how I failed to notice how so many people in my world held hateful thoughts about my beliefs. The shattering glass and fire is so close . Thank you for the awakening. Damn it, you are good.
Oh my goodness this is so sad. I was sucked into the story and forgot to wonder when the campfire was coming in, and then there it was. I could feel the dizzying unreality of it all.
So true, so scary, so sad.
I’ve noticed an uptick of these kind of incidents lately. But this was the worst so far.
Yet they are the ones saying everyone else is diseased. I think that's called projection. These are trying times, indeed!
I keep thinking about that phrase many people are using right now: “Every [MAGA] accusation is a confession.” Projection indeed!
What an adventure that was! I'd love to hear a collection of these or something like that.
Thank you, Michael. It still makes my heart race a little to think about it.
Crystallises something: a moment. Yes!
Highly sensitive person that you are and to witness up close the unhinging of our world and write about it is amazing.
Thank you, Mom. It was so unsettling.
You made me lift my eyes to my surroundings. Our safe places are are being invaded. I am confused how I failed to notice how so many people in my world held hateful thoughts about my beliefs. The shattering glass and fire is so close . Thank you for the awakening. Damn it, you are good.
Such a compliment, Donald. Thank you so much.
How frightening. What's happening now sounds like brainwashing.
That was exactly my thought. The aftermath of this whole incident was way more frightening than the incident itself.
This isn't just happening in thrift stores. So what broke?
I actually never saw what physically broke. Whatever it was, I figured it had a long range of shards and I would only be in the way.
I remember outbreaks of anger like this in stores during the rise of the pandemic. Devotion to this president is another disease.
I actually never saw what physically broke. Whatever it was, I figured it had a long range of shards and I would only be in the way.
I remember outbreaks of anger like this in stores during the rise of the pandemic. Devotion to this president is another disease.
Oh my goodness this is so sad. I was sucked into the story and forgot to wonder when the campfire was coming in, and then there it was. I could feel the dizzying unreality of it all.
Thank you, Abigail. It still makes me dizzy to think about.
Strong story grip.
Thanks, Dan. I really wanted to grab it in a poem before it escaped.