Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

jan 30 - my shame.

on sunday january 27th i participated in an activity of torture and demean a majestic animal. though on first instinct i hated it, i too smiled and took photographs and laughed even at just for the sake of appearing to enjoy the moment. i didn't want to be a party-pooper. so i kept quiet and followed. i didn't say yes but i didn't say no either.

i should have said no. it was wrong. doesn't matter what excuses i could come up with, it went against my belief. i had failed. what is the value of my sympathy when i contributed too?

they may have not lived the life of a work-logging creature, but they deserve better than any of that.

i rode on an elephant for entertainment. they said she was pregnant.