Contrary to popular belief, the Country is not dying. It’s existing with susceptibility. The hands on the clock still turn, counting down each minute, each absurdity procured.
I’m studying behavioral health especially as it pertains to addiction. Here comes the word “susceptibility” again. Sometimes I believe what I’ve been fed since birth, but as I age, and quit worrying about youthful things, I find myself seeking information, resources, an advocate of sorts to show me the road(s).
A paradise to improve the quality of my life. All these hours spent on the computer, nose buried deep inside of books. The entire time, With God on Our Side playing on a loop.
