I’m trying to, really, I am.
I’ve looked up my First Amendment rights (U.S. Constitution, for those of you outside the U.S. of A.), and find that there is room for that wonderful thing in law called “interpretation”. While I’m happy to entertain my weekend plans as being within the contexts of my rights as a U.S. citizen, I also have some trepidation about going to jail. Even if it’s our our local, paultry, podunk, small-town jail that is housed within the business offices of our do-nothing police department.
I’m on a mission, though, and missions can sometimes have lives of their own. So maybe, only the mission would go to jail, and I would be mercifully protected by being a person. Somehow, though, my person is becoming a mission. I know I write in riddles here on Mindmix, and there are reasons. You’re smart, I’m sure you’ve figured that out, given tonight’s topic.
Here’s the thing. My mission is so personal, and I have very few outlets for speaking my mind. So, I use this blog as a “mind dump” in order to clear my head for sleep. We all do this in different ways. This is mine.
I prefer to stay staunchly apolitical. I’m not an activist regarding the government-at-large. I do, however, take wrongs against my person and my family, sérieusement.
Thus, my plans for the weekend. A simple sign, a chair, and a location of great importance to me…and my memories. Memories of loved ones, of times of great happiness, and their loss.
I’ll let you know how it turns out…when I make up my mind.
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