How sweet life can be… at least for some. This is the second morning I’ve woken up to the sounds of the ocean outside my window. While I am thoroughly enjoying vacation with my family I always have this voice in my mind the whispers to me about Iraq and various other nightmares that are real and which “my” country has created.
As I wrote the above something that my brother said to me last night came back. He seems to think that my writing here is too negative. I suppose that on a certain level that he’s right. I just did a quick read through and much of it is “negative”.
It’s not easy for me to be a happy person when there’s so much wrong in our world and my perception of the origin of many problems is the government of my native country. The joy that I experience is usually tainted by my awareness of the context of my life.
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