The Anniversary of Brexit
It was the ten-year anniversary of Brexit last week. That, and we are about to see Prime Minister number seven, since the vote.
I don’t normally write about politics, but I read “Your shit is unreadable” this morning:
Where is the fucking hate? Everyone loves everything. Sunshine, rainbow. You stripped out the ugly parts, thinking it would make you more likeable. It just made you empty.
And it made me want to write something that had been on my mind, but I had been holding off because I don’t want to seem negative.