Hey

Sometimes my brain goes into sleep mode, like when I’m standing in line somewhere or between events at a four hour track meet. It must be some kind of preprogrammed human coping mechanism to keep blood pressure in check or maybe prevent mob rioting and mass murder. It clearly doesn’t work all the time, based on daily news reports. And millennials must have dropped the gene in their short evolution. They’ve been conditioned to stand contently in endless lines, with the ultimate reward being the latest iteration of a two by four inch electronic distraction.

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