April is waking up to a thermos of Irish breakfast tea on a rainy morning, only to return home from work at the end of the day saddened by the hatred out there in the world -- building like a pressure cooker in America these days, it seems -- day in, day out; isolate myself. Can you really blame me for not identifying with a society that can't even collectively agree that the ultimate endgame of human evolution is global harmony based on a mutual understanding? ☮
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