Finding Fossil Fuels In The Bottom Of Your Heart

<p>I stole a bracelet from my nephew. It&rsquo;s one of those rubber bracelets that make people imagine you&rsquo;re supporting a cause.</p> <p>You are.</p> <p>You&rsquo;re wearing a bracelet. Which means that rubber loop is wrapped around your wrist instead of the neck of your local dolphin.</p> <p><img alt="" src="https://miro.medium.com/v2/resize:fit:700/1*qaZs3FaqqduwFcTRdCtk0Q.jpeg" style="height:491px; width:700px" /></p> <p>by author</p> <p>On my bracelet, there are dinosaurs. Nine dinosaurs on parade. So, I guess you know the truth by now:</p> <p>I&rsquo;m pro-dinosaur.</p> <p>Why?</p> <p>Because life&rsquo;s too short not to be what you are.</p> <p>When I march into bars and catch people running down dinosaurs, saying things like, &ldquo;Let&rsquo;s make this an anti-dinosaur bar,&rdquo; I order the biggest beer. I drink it using my most muscly arm, the &ldquo;major arm,&rdquo; which is for luring love makers &mdash; I glaze it in shine and flourish it in public places &mdash; and sometimes the arm is for intimidation work.</p> <p>I lift the big beer with Major and guess what&rsquo;s clearly visible?</p> <p>My cause.</p> <p>&nbsp;</p> <p>This shuts everyone up, and I get an apology from the tallest, toughest alcoholic in the bathroom when we&rsquo;re both peeing with everything we&rsquo;ve got.</p> <p><a href="https://danielwilliams737.medium.com/finding-fossil-fuels-in-the-bottom-of-your-heart-80b69096e8e">Read More</a></p>
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