Friday, 1 April 2011

distractions from reality

For the main part I don't write personal stuff on this blog as it's not what it's here for, but sometimes I can't help myself from sitting in a silent rage about some of the nastyness I see in the 'community' that I am supposedly part of, one in which gossip and exclusion and segregation occurs that makes others feel like they can't even be a part of anything at all any more, or indeed even feel like they can leave the house somedays.

I shouldn't let it get me down the way it does. So in the dead of night on days when I feel like this I sit and watch music videos that feature stuffed toy animals and try to pretend that I'm fine and that everything's OK and that one day me and others will be 'allowed' back in the club, for what it's worth.

Here's some of those videos: