General Discussion

One thing that the continual hell going on in America has given me is appreciation for what I have now knowing that one day I may lose it all. I take nothing good for granted anymore.
I've lived in an old trailer for 34 years now but for me it's a memory palace. The place where my daughter grew up. Sitting in my living room I can see her opening her presents by the tree on her first Christmas. Her bedroom still has the Winnie the Pooh stickers on the wall.

For years I took for granted that my Social Security check would be deposited each month, assured it would always come. No more. Now I anxiously wait for it and when it does come I begin my worrying that I will get it the next month. No check, eventually no home.
At age 72 I'm looking to go back to work, knowing that when I get a job and we go into a depression I'll likely lose the job. Now I plan on how will I live when I become homeless, what I can take living in my van, then what I will have when that goes.

But for the moment I am content and can get distracted but at night when I try to sleep my mind starts cranking with worries. Welcome to the new America.