Tommy finished his schoolwork early today and so we decided to make a Target trip this afternoon before the rain storm and before traffic hits. I was prepping myself that Ill probably see a dog in there as on the drive a person in front of me has a bumper sticker with their dog's photo on it and paw prints, so I knew I am going to see a pet in Target even though it clearly says service animals only no pets. Well– I couldn't have prepared myself for this– I really couldn't– a lady my age walking down the aisles with a baby carrier on her stomach with a dog in it. I'm like… I give up. I can't even get into this level of dog-crazy, the lack of the many store employees walking by saying nothing, the big smile the lady gives me and my son, and I don't even know what my face looked like back because my emotions just show straight up on it but it was probably a look of utter defeat. I cannot even begin to speak my truth when stuff like this is just becoming every day.
What is even the solution for these problems? Do people care about pollution? Do they care that city planners planted mostly male trees in large quantities years ago because they didn't make as much of a mess under them with dropping flowers only to create an imbalance in nature that resulted in trees producing high amounts of pollen with no female trees to take the pollen out of the air? Do we care that there are MANY humans with dander allergies and that they need to shop and travel and be in public too? Are people even trying to remain sane out there any more? Do people make signs and policies and then just blatantly not follow them? I just think I need to wear my mask out– every shopping trip. I better get used to handwashing and swapping them out and just start doing it. And I am! I swear I am really doing this. Baby dog inspired that in me. This is my tool, my shield, my resistance, my rebellion– and I am going to do just what I've been encouraging Lynn to, I am rocking the mask.