raybear | Make Love Not War

In some bizarre attempt to get inside my head, Poet Coworker came up to me this morning and was all like, "I know this isn't why you did it, but from someone who was sitting at home yesterday, thank you for doing what you did." I honestly thought she was talking about my moving all the boxes out of the offices while she sat at home fake sick. Then it became clear she was talking about the Chicago protests.

I told her I didn't do anything. I went to the rally, but I didn't march, since I had a strong feeling it would end in arrests which I just wasn't up for last night. Plus, I had a minor internal war I was fighting. I didn't tell her that last part.

"And besides," I concluded. "There was no where else for me to be yesterday at 5 pm. That was the only place I should be."

I was so irked by her lame attempts to make conversation and connect and her desperation in trying to show how much she cares and is invested in me or the issue or whatever. Save it for the White House comment line. (202-456-1111 Call and tell them you don't support the war and as a registered voter you'll be working hard to put him out of office.)