Losing Optimism

But I’m okay.

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I couldn’t tell you the exact moment, the specific instance, when I realized that I was losing hope for the human race. There are far too many occasions that flash through my memory.

Mostly, though, it comes down to today.

Every day, I woke up with a certain amount of okayness with the world. Then I start reading the news. Or Twitter. Or a friend mentions something in…