Every once in a while I have a moment of sheer brilliance and I shock every one around me with the knowledge I forcefully threw down on them, today was not one of those days however.
My mind has not been up to par lately and today my lack of brain waves really sunk in.
My coworkers will attest when it comes to how slow my brain has been, unfortunately for them they also have to deal with all the very stupid comments that seep through my already thin filter.
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I was looking at a calendar the other day and when I came across the finding of Independence day, my mind drew a blank. I had no idea what this independence day was. I then quickly laughed out loud and realized how dumb I was.
If only it ended there.
Later I was talking to my coworker and she said she was going to Mexico for the Fourth of July.
I immediately asked do they celebrate the fourth there?
For some reason this whole American independence day wasn't sinking in.
In my mind all I was asking was are there going to be fireworks in Mexico for the Fourth?
Sad.
In my very slow state I realized that all the fourth is to me is an excuse to blow stuff up.
After I realized this, I took a little bit of time to reflect on what my independence means to me.
So my high school We the People teacher doesn't behead me using his Nerf gun I will make an effort to express that the Fourth is more than blowing stuff up and looking at big shiny things while saying
ooooo and ahhhhhh.
Fourth of July is a time when people feel a real stride of patriotism run through their veins. It could just be from all the grilled meats, but I don't think so.
There is something about seeing a flag on this day that means something so much more.
For one day people don't think about how messed up our country is, they focus on how far our country has come since one simple act of throwing tea into the harbor.
Living in Utah, or not watching the news anymore, has made me love this country.
Everywhere else it seems like the sky is falling.
A lot of people are a lot happier with a lot less than Americans have, and a lot of people work so hard for what our government freely hands out.
Our country can only be as good as what it is made of; us.
My coworkers will attest when it comes to how slow my brain has been, unfortunately for them they also have to deal with all the very stupid comments that seep through my already thin filter.
...
I was looking at a calendar the other day and when I came across the finding of Independence day, my mind drew a blank. I had no idea what this independence day was. I then quickly laughed out loud and realized how dumb I was.
If only it ended there.
Later I was talking to my coworker and she said she was going to Mexico for the Fourth of July.
I immediately asked do they celebrate the fourth there?
For some reason this whole American independence day wasn't sinking in.
In my mind all I was asking was are there going to be fireworks in Mexico for the Fourth?
Sad.
In my very slow state I realized that all the fourth is to me is an excuse to blow stuff up.
After I realized this, I took a little bit of time to reflect on what my independence means to me.
So my high school We the People teacher doesn't behead me using his Nerf gun I will make an effort to express that the Fourth is more than blowing stuff up and looking at big shiny things while saying
ooooo and ahhhhhh.
Fourth of July is a time when people feel a real stride of patriotism run through their veins. It could just be from all the grilled meats, but I don't think so.
There is something about seeing a flag on this day that means something so much more.
For one day people don't think about how messed up our country is, they focus on how far our country has come since one simple act of throwing tea into the harbor.
Living in Utah, or not watching the news anymore, has made me love this country.
Everywhere else it seems like the sky is falling.
A lot of people are a lot happier with a lot less than Americans have, and a lot of people work so hard for what our government freely hands out.
Our country can only be as good as what it is made of; us.
I think you are a wonderful wonderful person.
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