The church where I have been getting free breakfast lately was an absolute zoo this morning. The fat crazy lady I told you guys and gals about a couple of days ago was involved in two altercations where there was slapping and pushing involved. THEN a couple of the other crazies…who usually keep fairly quiet…started singing. It was like something out of a movie.
I am torn between going back there daily and writing a book about it all OR not going there at all because it is not good for MY mental health to deal with that every morning. I can eat bread and peanut butter in the morning rather than go there, right?