At the end of last week, I was feeling the burden of the world. I had a bad afternoon at work. And as a reminder, I’m a social worker, so a bad day for me really stinks.
Billy and I got into one of our discussions. As you can imagine, Billy and I can be a real picnic when we get into our discussions about the injustices of the world. That last statement was full of sarcasm, in case you didn’t notice.
I looked at Billy for answers. Tell me something to make me feel better, I demanded.
Sometimes there’s nothing you can do, he said.
But it’s still bullshit, he later added.
Today, I think we are all feeling a burden. Another tragedy. Another sad ending.
Maybe we are feeling that there’s nothing we can do.
But this is not true.