There’s a kid on Instagram that follows me. Takes photos of outdoors mostly, he likes my stupid sense of humor posts and “deep thoughts” things I post (I should post more of those).
Anyway, I felt bad a few weeks ago when this shows up. Besides taking pictures of trees and his cat, he also has a bunch of opinions about society on his profile. Wants to vote. Can’t vote for a LONG time. (you do the math).
I’m not saying “I’m voting because he can’t.”. I’m not. I’m voting what I think is right.
But you’re crossing your arms, going “nuh uh, i’m not voting because” and it strikes me between you and this kid here, one of you has a more engaged outlook.
I had to give up the George Carlin voice in my head this time.
He ruled my consciousness for decades.
Now I’m free.