The first few months of 2020 felt like the entire universe conspiring increasingly dire circumstances to prevent anything good from ever happening again
That summer is so bittersweet because I remember feeling more hope than I ever had in my life. I personally watched someone throw a rock at a cop's sunglasses and break them. People were mad and it felt good.
...then nothing changed. Everyone went home. It became a debate about statues. Police murders didn't even stop.
The only hope I have now is the belief that people can and will do that summer again, since they did it once.
The first few months of 2020 felt like the entire universe conspiring increasingly dire circumstances to prevent anything good from ever happening again
:cool-zone: really hit the spot at the time
I want to bottle the energy of that night and put it in the water supply
That summer is so bittersweet because I remember feeling more hope than I ever had in my life. I personally watched someone throw a rock at a cop's sunglasses and break them. People were mad and it felt good.
...then nothing changed. Everyone went home. It became a debate about statues. Police murders didn't even stop.
The only hope I have now is the belief that people can and will do that summer again, since they did it once.