So some crackhead ASSHOLE took a bolt cutter and broke into our garage last night. FUCKER! Luckily they didn't take anything of HUGE value (life or limb), but they did take a bunch of material crap that we had. (tools, toolbox, weedeater... fucking crackheads!). I would be alot worse off if they took Stephen (my scooter). I'm getting a dog and gun asap! grrrrrrr
This new book of mine keeps talking about finding the "good" in everything. So, how the fuck do you find good in this situation? Or how do I find good in that sexist/racist/prejudice asshole that I encountered the other day? It's easy for me to look at the sky, or a bird, or grass blowing in the wind and appreciate the good, but it's harder and harder for me to look at people in bad situations and find the good.
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