Sitting on the front porch

It is impossible to convey a just idea of the agony which this disease can inflict. In general, people are apt to relegate such inconceivable sufferings to the category of the incredible. Any mention of them in conversation or in writing is considered in the light of current beliefs, the individual’s personal beliefs in particular, and tends to provoke a smile of incredulity and derision. The reason for this incomprehension is that mankind has not yet discovered a cure for this disease. Relief from it is to be found only in the oblivion brought about by wine and in the artificial sleep induced by opium and similar narcotics. Alas, the effects of such medicines are only temporary. After a certain point, instead of alleviating the pain, they only intensify it."

and it's happened everywhere and everyday on different scales and it's allowed. and it only matters when it fits their narrative.

I guess everyone was once a sweet, sweet summer child.

Last night, the sudden and strong need to learn French ASAP took over my whole being, and it hadn't dissapeared when I woke up this morning so I think it's time, for real.