Who let the savage out

"When was the last time, you ever saw the sunrise?" I need to go to the ocean, I need to watch that sunrise, I need the wind in my face, the smell of the ocean, I need to sit in that awesome vast scenery for a week, possibly forever. Who let the savage out? The news media? The disgusting choices of candidates? The horrible joke that won off of an antique system we don't share with other countries as we try to force them into democracy as we marshall them into their first elections, we have them let the people vote, and here we use a dinosaur called the electoral college? The jokster prepares by appointing people with horrid backgrounds, and hearts full of hate, others self serving as he is jockeying to keep his and their own 1% pockets lined while depriving the people that George Bush's administration already knocked from middle class to lower? I come to understand planet of the apes better. Or was it the uncivil war that ensued at work between two brothers, started by another families greed, partnerships involved, contracts involved, shock and anger of all as they watched reactions from lack of ethics bring about, everyone righteous thinking they are right after 2 1/2 years of that contract, me the monkey in the middle, the only one being talked to, trying to talk back and keep an insane place sounding sane? How do you work or concentrate in bedlam? How do you do it for weeks? It's on the surface at best a 10 hour a day place of pretense while you try to get some very real things accomplished for your clients. Still totally bombarded with work, the individual special projects these 4 think up, I should do as a first priority? I already have a full time job and workload, get off your lazy asses and pitch in. The only sanity left as I drive home in violent most nights, is to shake it off before I get home to my pal, him I love, him I want to see some spot of niceness from me. He has his own adventurous work days. Sometimes, our son calls and makes us laugh, or think, brings us back to life a bit more. December 1st, 2016 And I have no idea how the country will be shaped in the next 4 years, and I certainly have no clue how much stranger work will become. The bad reality is everything can always get worse. So we take it one day at a time, and pray to the universe for balance that sometimes comes with time. Definitely Donna.