Some days are just better than others!
Welcome!
I'm a thirty-something (how the hell did I get this old?) former know-it-all (when did the world and everything in it move at such lightning speed to leave me behind with my limited knowledge?) who once loved the soap box.
These days I pick my battles a little more carefully, although, admittedly, I have my good days and my not-so-good days when reason packs up its assorted stuff and says "I'm outta here - she can carry on alone."
These are the collective ramblings of the frightfully astute (clearly on a good day), the semi-sane (on a less good day) and the clearly deranged (it happens, but these days, too, shall pass).