When we are born we are given the idea that a Two story house with a white picket fence with a family of you your spouse, 2.5 kids which who ever get the ass end of the .5 kid i feel sorry for. and don't for get the dog.
What happens when that ideal is of a apartment with the iron gates and frames on the windows is the end result?
how about the people that are called trailer trash? what is that was there dream?
I really don't know what my plan was for this post but just to have a little insight to my brain for a few minutes. This all sounded better when i was using the potty.
anyway last day of tax season,