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 Feeling pretty shot right now.

Its like 7:15 pm and I am likely gonna go to bed soon. 

I started my birthday watching a protest in north minneapolis in the middle of the night. I woke up late with the song "a hard rains a-gonna fall" and about 40 minutes before my first appointment. Responded to birthday texts from my mom and dad, family, saw a bunch of shit on the news. Had 6 appointments and a lot of conversations inbetween with a former student and with Pete. It was all generally just a lot. 

At some point in the day I heard a parent and kid were picked up on the block E and I used to live on. 

At the end of the day i heard ICE was raiding the apartments by aquila and circling the school basically. 

I nearly had a panic attack in the car on the way to get dinner. I eyed everyone suspiciously at the Panda Express. I got angry and came home, still thinking about home. Still thinking about all the things I've seen, heard, experienced. Still wondering why I went to that funeral when I was 6, why they started a war, why they are destroying peoples lives when they could be helping instead. 

Im ready for bed.