Every time I read “BLM” I think “Bureau of Land Management.”

I actually know at least one other person who grew up in my hometown (in southern Oregon, where a lot of our land is BLM land, including the woods right behind my house) who does the same thing. We keep getting very confused for a second and then realizing that no, that article is about Black Lives Matter and no one cares about your weird foresty childhood.

Carry on.