I'd rather

Sometimes the words flow and sometimes they don't.  I'm afraid to offend people, and someone once told me a writer's job is to offend you, to make you think.  Scrolling social media has left me sad.  It's left me mad.  I think, however, that in this democracy, I can respectfully disagree.  Frankly, my time is not well spent being mad.  It's not well spent cussing people out as we say in the South.  It's not worth arguing with a proverbial fence post.  I can't change your mind.  Accept it, I have.  One of my political science professors told me this:  "Your rights end where mine begin."  So I'll leave it at that.  I'd rather focus on what I can change.  I'd rather focus on all my blessings.
God Bless,
Regine