The world is burning.
Everyone I know has a side, and an opinion.
Me? I have my thoughts. But my thoughts are my own. I prefer to keep it that way, as my thoughts can do nothing out in the open air but to cause more noise.
Noise is not what is needed.
Finger pointing, and chest thumping are not what is needed.
So I keep my thoughts to myself.
Does this mean I don’t care? No. Does it mean I don’t know what is going on? No. It means I choose not to be part of the noise. For once.
Being away from the noise, for once.
It’s kind of nice.
Interesting.
Peaceful.