little bear swimming. i think she knows she's supposed to be with me by now, yet i still feel nervous she'll get too excited and run. so i have to keep near enough to grab her leash. i guess every animal has the wildness in them even the most tame. wild creatures come right up to us if they have not learned to fear us, or if they see that we are peaceful.

i'm worried about the fascists coming here. are they here? where do they come from? have they been here all along, waiting to suit up in camouflage and arms? and more and more in the realm of protest and state control, vehicles are weaponized, the police are driving into crowds, as i've said for years as a cyclist autopilots are terrifying but these have a state mandate of hate and unaccountability. 

mom is down in trumplandia, the villages, florida, and downplays the virus not to worry us, but i read the news and see the golf cart hate parades, spitting white power at the sidelined. they won't be moving, so i pray they are ok, knowing there's no god protecting us from the virus of the stormtrumpers. i pray anyway.