Oooh child.
Things are gonna get easier.
Oooh child.
Things'll get brighter.
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier.
Oooh child.
Things'll get brighter.
Ooh child
Someday we'll get it together and we'll get it undone
Someday when the world is much brighter
Someday we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Someday when the world is much lighter
I'm feeling so lost these past few days.
The box of Kleenex is never too far from my reach. I wish it didn't have to be.
Places are opening up and yet I'm not sure I am ready to go anywhere.
Every hour the news changes. For the worse.
Four book birthday parties this week. A National Doughnut Day raffle happening now with doughnut deliveries by me on Friday to the winners. Is it frivilous? Maybe? But it makes my students smile and we could all use that right now. I know when I see them on meets I grin from ear to ear.


However you can, fight the battle. Protest. Read. Donate. Write. Talk. Paint. Listen. Express Yourself. Vote. Love. We're in this together. Things are gonna get easier. Things'll get brighter.
In the meantime, keep your Kleenex close.
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