The world of American politics is more contentious than it has ever been in my lifetime.
I've been choking to death for years. By now this should be easy.
These distraction-oholics. These focus-ophobics.
I wanted to write about the moment when your addictions no longer hide the truth from you. When your whole life breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about.
Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.
Picture anybody growing up so stupid he didn't know that hope is just another phase you'll grow out of.