The world is filled with hate. I struggle with it. I fight it in myself all the time. But I have to finally admit it. I too am filled with hatred. It’s bursting from within me, it fills every fiber of my being. I struggle to contain the hatred, on a near-daily basis. I am literally triggered by it. It…
“It’s Morning Again in America”. I’m old enough to remember that phrase, from a storied TV commercial from Ronald Reagan’s 1984 presidential campaign. It was such a hopeful statement. Morning’s represent new. The dawn of a new day. I’ve never been a morning person, figuratively, or literally. My mornings for the last few years (i.e., the smartphone years)…