We here in our part of the world watch as the grueling fighting continues, over thereππ, anywhere but here.
Reminds me of the many people here we see fighting the drug battle, as they continue to waste away infront of us, yet we avoid looking, pass by without wanting to really see it, yet there it is right in front of us, in most every town now.
Just thinking about how many are getting Rich in Both cases, the war, as well as our friends and families here in their battles with drugs and mental health issues.
Someone is reaping the $$π΅πΈ$$π΄$$ from both.
Helpless, that's how I feel thinking about it, helpless. I had to laugh a few weeks ago when the city council in Naniamo tried to get the ok to fence around their building, keeping the employees safe from all the druggies that are now close to them. Isn't it ironic how we are, from a distance we talk about it, even feel bad about it, but when it comes right to our door, we just want to avoid it at all costs.
I know, not a travel kinda topic, but today Polly and I have had the best of days, we talked so much, and traveled early to Qualicum, then Parksville, then Naniamo, looking at furniture I'm laughing now thinking of the fun we had. Here we are now, sitting close, on our new couch, having just finished a really nice dinner. Polly liking the decorations that shine on the ceiling, as she prepares fo a dinner we are having with friends on Tuesday.
Yep, Thanksgiving in the States this weekend, so much to be thankful for, yet many still haven't got a chance, I'm shaking my head right now.
"Play the funky music white boy" the song that's on now π€£, such great music πΆ πΆ tonight. "Play the funky music till you die"
I'm not ready for that yet, I think I'll keep living, the best life I can, not perfect, just the best I can.
I'm listening to Polly, she's so into it, talking to her phone, planning what she loves, a great meal with friends!
We sure are fortunate ❤️
Love our life ❤️
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