Remember all those posts from Sunday when I was talking about needing to feel like there is something in this screwed up world that I have control over, even if it’s totally an illusion?
I took the trash barrels out to the street this morning and I have to say that my lawn looks great today.
I miss living in a country I felt proud of. After yesterday, I don’t know that I will ever be able to feel that way again.
Inside the Red Head's Head 