12,761 Days Alive
1 Steak Eaten
So, I’m planning on going to a protest tomorrow. I’d be lying if I said I was t apprehensive about it.
It’s a full moon tonight, and I’m praying that it doesn’t turn violent or ugly tomorrow. It’ll be my first protest.
I wish there was more I could do.
Justice is a rare commodity these days and I’m terrified I’m going to have an asthma attack from tear gas.
In lighter news, we had steak for dinner tonight, with a Caprese salad and then dark chocolate raspberry fondue for dessert. It was delicious!
After dinner, Tink and I watched RuPaul’s Drag Race together. It was good and the queen I wasn’t fond of was the one who went home (no spoilers).
I’m tired. It was a long week. I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks. And stay strong.
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