So, today is a free-write day. For whatever reason, my place-holder for this entry was, again, that thing I didn’t want to write about yesterday.
I’m still very much driven the past few days on figuring out next steps.
Thanksgiving was okay, though, in full consideration, we are so out-of-sync with what some family members think and/or want.
The only option is to not associate. With the freedom to associate, comes a freedom to choose to not. If I don’t meet your expectations, that’s fine.
If I ask you not to tell me how to live my life, I’m free to avoid you. So, instead, force me to live my life the way you think I ought, and use men with guns to prevent me from leaving. Venezuela, much?
Got a little distracted reading a discussion about whether passenger rail should be taxpayer-funded.
It is, largely because politicians want to show it off to constituents.
I didn’t participate in the “discussion,” because, well, what I think doesn’t matter. Because I don’t believe exactly as you do, I’m a Commie, or a Nazi.
So I leave; I still can.
Sarah kind of shared the same sentiment with me while we were discussing this.
So, what do I envision? Go hole up somewhere in DC, and just be about each other. The plan to do that is coming together. It might take awhile to get there, but that’s where we’re headed. I think. Just me and Sarah.