Life in the Pot

If the Frog Only Knew!

I spend a lot of time living life in my pot. I feel like that frog, stuck in one spot. Taking it easy, and chilling out good, I get stuck in the pot and don’t do what I should. I should pay more attention to the news on t.v. I should watch what is happening because I live in the land of the free. I makes choice each day that aren’t always wise. Its mainly because I don’t want to listen to any more lies. I hide my head in the sand and do what I want. I ignore all the people pulling their stunts. I have made my decision, its for me to do. The choices aren’t great, that is sure true. This frog in the pot is sure feeling hot. It doesn’t seem to matter, not a single jot, which direction I hop. So I stay in my pot and think on many things. Knowing in the end, no matter what happens, its sure going to sting.

I actually am watching all the garbage going on. I am not watching intently though. Its too depressing. I care, don’t mistake me. But what do you do when no which direction you go, the choice just kind of suck all the way around? I am glad its almost over. The race is one, and in a month we will all know which direction this country will go. I always vote. I do it because this is my country, my home. I may only be one voice, but I do matter along with every other voice out there. I avoid talking about this subject generally. I have friends all across the board on this topic. I avoid it because honestly? I like my friends, and friendships end over this kind of stuff and mostly? Its not worth losing the people I care about. I believe people are more important the me feeling like I have to start a fight because I disagree with something someone I care about says. I will confess to blocking a family member on Facebook last election because I got tired of that member using the sharing to nag the family to death about voting and who to vote for. Oh well, they never knew, and I unblocked them after it was all over!