Not seeing my best buddy..my grandson.

Saying goodbye.

her... angry with Me... knowing she'll never speak to Me again

memories...

I recently found out that one of my coworkers, that I have been working with for 12 years, does not know how to read!
Amazing no one knew. That must be a difficult life to not know how to read.
Did you know that the poorest americans can not read.
And 65% of prison inmates or illiterate.
and 21 % of americans read below 5th grade level.
and 65% of illiterate people world wide are women.
Just something to think about:thinking:

I have read in a few books and articles that there are some states that use 3rd grade literacy rates to predict future inmate populations. I don't know how factual this is, but it makes me sad to even think about all those students that are just starting out their lives and someone out there is not even giving them a chance!

Sad
 

Yesterdays act of violence in Boston and around the world. We need to love not hate!

My back.
And missing my sister.

When someone tries to come between a mother & adult daughter fight.

connections ...

also still waiting to hear news of a dear friend that runs in the Marathon as often as possible. waiting to hear, worried deeply

mind wanders back to connections that struck me today

Crazy, injurious motherfuckers.

saddens me...

Watching all the people effected by the explosion in Texas. This will go on all night.
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An applicant when I am working stole my bank card, and used it for a lot of money and its taking so long to get it all sorted out.

That it is payday and I have two weeks till the next one

whine ahead
 

It's sunny and beautiful; I wanna go out tonight. I want to meet new people. I want to go out on a date, which is something that hasn't happened in about a year. But instead of these fun things, I'm at home packing for my move. There's no dyke bar to go to in this city anyway. I know it's silly but it still feels blah.