Why I Love My Friends

I feel as if I've betrayed my class, in some ways. I can't say I love my job. It isn't easy. But I'm in it for a good reason. But as I've written in some of my past posts, I feel so foreign in this job. Working with businesses to change the world is like an oxymoron. I don't get excited by Bernie Sander's FANTASTIC filibuster. Yet, I want to be excited.
I think I need to settle down, listen to some good ol' protest music, and drink a beer. But for now 'll just post a snapshot of just WHY I love my friends so much.