HAT 17: Dead Inside? I Refuse. I stand on the verge of laryngitis as I fight off this flu. As such, to the antecedent, please forgive the poor quality of my voice. Instead of giving you an encore of a previous recording, I found a little missive I wrote a couple of years ago to no one in particular. It was likely part of the mental and emotional lead-up to this podcast. My hope is that you get a lift out of this today and going forward on… HERE’S A THING. According to the archives, I wrote this two years ago. I re-read it and wanted to share it here, mostly for myself. I'm sad all the time these days. Not because of the idiotic shenanigans of politicians or the showcase of morons on parade. I've so shut down the world that mostly those things no longer penetrate my shell. I'm sad all the time because I look around my actual world, the real space around me, and most people are just dead inside. I feel like if people didn't have to pay their data andwifi bills that the streets would be littered with dead bodies next to dead cell phones. Anyway, I thought this was worth the time here on this platform. Treat one another with basic kindness. Elevate yourself and those around you, and surround yourself with those who elevate you. The following was inspired by a photograph I made of the sunset color and light show displayed on the frosted glass of my front door.