Cow. The Gentle Listener will have to take a back seat today as I just don’t feel up to continuing it.

I made strong head way yesterday, will, I like to think I did, only writing a paragraph or two, but it was enough for me to feel good about its progress. I’ll not think about it much today, even though it is open and maybe I’ll jump to it. I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet, but I’m putting these words in here instead. I’m doing my garbage dump today.

What to write today? What do I want to get out of my system? I don’t know. It’s not like there is any drama going on in my life.

I guess in a way, I’m just looking forward to my little road trip early next month. Crater Lake National Park near Klamath Falls, Oregon. It’ll be a long drive, broken up into two days, but I’m can’t wait. The whole rim road is open. Time to explore.

Looking forward to the hiking, the views, and to just be with nature again. I miss it. The last time I did some hiking or anything outdoorsy was last year in Utah. It is definitely time. I’m due for a nature trip.

I have to do some research on what are good day hikes and where to go for night photography. I have a lot of that to do and I’m sure when it comes closer, that’ll be what I’ll be doing at work. Can’t wait.

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It’s a quiet day. June glooms is in full affect. Each morning is just a gloomy gray which eventually burns off in the afternoon. But I don’t know, there’s just something about it that just reminds me of home.

It’s not that I want to move home or anything, no not at all. It’s just nostalgia. I guess I’ve been a little nostalgic of late, but what’s new. I’m always in my head. Always.

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In my head. I’ve been just fantasizing a lot lately about random stuff. Being on talk shows and the host being unjust to me and I set them straight. I’m trying to be righteous, minding my business and people are picking on me and I put them in place.

I think about what I would do if I see social injustice with police brutality. What would I do if I see something like that or if I’m involved? Would I fight back? What would I do?

I don’t know. I guess I’m just tired of seeing the blatant abuse of power and that other officers don’t stop in to stop their partners and what not from over using their force. No one puts them in their place and I guess that is what irks me most. No one.

What a fucked up world we live in. Why can’t things just be better? Why can’t people see how wrong things are and just adjust and fix it?

Why?

I guess that’s the big question. Why are these things happening and how can we just let them happen?

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