As i was driving down the s***p this weekend, there was an eerie feeling all around mandalay bay. the stage, carnival rides and all of the signs are still up at the concert site. there is still garbage littering the ground. i felt myself taking a deep breath and thinking of all those who died the night of october 1st. actually seeing where it happened was heartbreaking. but i also got the opportunity to talk to a few lyft drivers who were working that night. one who saved the lives of bleeding strangers by taking them to the hospital. i got to speak to other vegas locals and hear stories of heroism and strength. i have to believe that somehow, someway, we as a country will come together eventually to be able to have a level headed discussion about guns and gun violence in this country. i don't know when or how it will happen, but i have to be optimistic about it because what else is there?
It should never matter what colour you are and what your background is.
most important thing is, you are who you are!
i'll never judge people who judge me with that code. i will always feel sorry for them, as in 1000 years we will all be dug up (perhaps) and the skeletons will all look the same (unless i find a way to get my bionic knee)! and then we will be only judged by history and our actions, so everyday i want to try best and better myself. .