I am hunkered down. Awaiting the time to work. This is to be the coldest week of (hopefully) winter. And so, I am at the mercy of people giving me rides ( I'm not on a death mission) I don't like asking for rides. My problems shouldn't be their problems. 

I'm nervous about change. I've been keeping my head down for years. Part of me wants to stay in arrested development, victim of Peter pan syndrome. And stuffing my high cheek bones in sand. But it needs to happen. Old Eliott needs to look back next 2018 with pride. Not with resentment at that young Eliott wasting time.  

Ive been following National and World News the last two days. So much pain and uncertainty caused by world leaders. These are getting more vocal. We can fight and chase leaders from office after office like viewing meme after meme. Or we can become better at governing ourselves until a leader is no longer necessary. Or maybe I'm still thinking with a youthful heart.  

Can we stop killing animals for their aphrodisiac properties please?  

Take care

-E-