Honey arrived last night in a very crabby mood. There's been much more of that lately. Mostly because the guys he works with are supporters of the thugs and gangsters. While honey can not only hold his own, but out-argue, any of them and prove them wrong every single time, I think this shooting, and them defending the action by mimicking the words of the thugs, is his breaking point. There is just too much evidence to the contrary and yet, they keep defending with soundbites and fake news and AI generated videos. I think he's just tired of knowing these people will never see the truth. I dont blame him. How exhausting it must be to work with people like that day in and day out. And all of his coworkers support the thugs and gangsters. I think he'd be better off retiring when he turns 65 in May. He can start collecting his pension and postpone social security and just start working on his projects in peace. My anxiety or whatever it was continued all day yesterday. I am relieved hell week at work has ended. I had a short conversation yesterday with my next door neighbor after work. He said he had been afraid the situation was going to turn into another George Floyd situation and I said I shared his fear. I went on to say that the difference this time was that there are trained...'Professional agitators?' he interrupted. "No, I was going to say people trained in de-escalating and promoting peace who are showing up along with the protesters." See, it's this kind of response from someone who only watches amateur YouTube or tiktok videos as their source of their news that really pisses me off. Just read people! Just do some research people! Quit falling for the influence that video holds over you. I know reading takes longer and it is more difficult. Reading may cause you to think and to form your own opinions instead of being spoon-fed propaganda. You won't be influenced by facial expression and body language and tone of voice. Quit relying on your neighbor or your coworker to provide the truth. Do your own work. Anyway. Didn't mean to rant. So last night, he crabby and me anxious. We went out for our usual Taco John's. We talked about what was bothering us. And when we got home and before we entered the house I said, no more discussion about it tonight. We leave it outside in the cold. And we plopped down on the couch and watched a mindless teen comedy movie on Netflix which was exactly what we needed. To not think. And I had a solid night of sleep.