From: the backwoods of Mass.
what it is, is that everything in the news is effecting me too much. I lost my filtering ability. Maybe it some mid-life thing or what, but it is affecting my dreams...I got so upset when I heard about that star simpson thing: walking into the airport with a fake bomb strapped to her???, I had to stop using the table saw because it was running around in my head over and over again...then I had a nightmare that my neighbors daughter pulls this "prank?" but the out-come is security blows her head off and that in itself rightly so and yet tragic but things like that should not be tolerated its paradox...it seems surreal sometimes wondering how everything got so topsy-turvy so fast...I hate to lose it...
The Yankee Motto:
Use it up,
Wear it out,
Or do without.
"God Help us, and God, come yourself.
Don't send Jesus, this is no place for children."