Sometimes I feel like I am just losing it.
I feel like someday someone is going to come home and find me sitting in a corner, my hair all sticking up, and strumming my lips with my finger.
I've got so much to do and not enough time to do it.
I have so many things to buy and fix and not enough money to do them.
So much to worry about and very little I can really do about any of it.
We all like to believe we have control of our own lives.
We have control over parts of it.
But, other people say when we work, how much we will get paid, what food we are able to buy and not buy, and the list goes on and on.
I like to know things.
But, I wonder if sometimes I would be happier just not knowing.
Ignorance is bliss and all that.
What if I never heard about the TPP or GMOs or antibiotic filled meat and pink slime?
What if I didn't know about the core curriculum or that the whooping cough outbreaks occurred in children that had been vaccinated?
What if I kept drinking the fluoride?
I just don't know.