Yes, its my birthday month.

 Okay, yes, I have an assortment of green clothes, items and at one point a pair of shoes. 

Its my birthday month. 

Honestly, it is a little hard to celebrate anything. I really got smacked when upon celebrating 20 years after getting hit by a car and walking and talking that I couldn't relax. 

I had to realize that its not a great time for anyone. I knew this because of the regime and the amalgamation of oligarchy that came to be. I really want to enjoy my life and making choices to do that. 

I know I want to have my own place and a dog. I like to walk so I don't want to get a car but, I will if I get my own place and have a dog there. I am looking at what the next 20 years might look like though I hear from my elderly landlord "I don't think I am going to make it through the next four" 

I want to celebrate I want to enjoy the little wins but, I can't  I am not this or that, I don't shop here or online there. If I go out there might be problems and mechanical breakdowns. 

The pervasive fear that is underlying everything today is because an billionaire paid $30 to people that would not have voted to vote. That is pretty cheap. 

So, we have to formulate and mitigate, we have to stop spending money and prevent people from being taken. We have to fight every day but, yet its those who tell us to fight that are letting us down. The Congressmen and parties asking for money to fight. 

Yet there are more of us than there are of them right? 

Celebrate a win.