Sam and I regularly go for walks at a couple of different local colleges, as well as through the campus and adjoining farm fields of a nearby boarding school. I'm not sure how this is going to work out if and when the students return.
Last night, I noticed once again that our walks through the town forest have become more crowded. When we first started walking the paths back in the spring, if we passed one or two other people, that was a lot. The last several times Sam and I have gone for walks over there, we've passed no less than a dozen people throughout, many with dogs, some with masks (the people, that is).
I feel some amount of resentment towards these people (and dogs) as if they're trespassing on my property. I have to remind myself that the forest belongs to the town, not me.
But even still, my resentment lingers.
I'm not going to like it when those students return.
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As Jean-Paul said, hell is other people.
Yeah, people ruin everything.
Some people ruin everything. The collective noun for them is "Arseholes".
Most people ruin something. The collective noun for them is "Everybody Else".
Some people enhance our lives. The collective noun for them is "Friends". (If one of these happens to be your spouse, you are being rewarded for a good deed in a previous life).
A few people justify our existence. The collective noun for them is "Our Kids".
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