Last night, Biden’s town hall soothed me, calmed me in a way I haven’t felt in a long time, yet still my night was filled with dark, disturbing dreams.
I have no idea why.
But today the sky is bright, the sun fully out, like it knows it won’t be long to winter again. They’re already seeing snow in Minnesota.
I’m not ready for snow.
That’s not exactly something we can control, though. The snow will arrive when it arrives.
Hopefully that will not be this week.
Anyway, we’ve made it through to another Friday, in a month that’s going so quickly and not quickly enough, and here’s hoping that this is the last time we will ever have to feel this incredible, grave worry at the state of the world.
Today is an errand day, I’ve put them off as long as I can in this world where errands have taken on another layer of drudgery, but eventually, even the internet lets you down.
So I will grind my way through them, knowing eventually I will finish them. I probably won’t enjoy them while they’re happening, and it’s just not the same anymore, trying to collect what you need while staying far enough away from others, but, well, here we are.
It’s a partially-destroyed world, ruined by people who are having a ball doing it, and to them our lives are nothing outside of how we can give them power or money.
And yet still we go on, still the day-to-day day-to-days, and we don’t get a respite from things like errands. We really should, but here we are.
Anyway, that’s it. Keep in mind that time moves on, you will get through it. And have a good Wednesday.
Unless Biden somehow doesn’t win and we are still stuck with trump and the Republicans, then make it January 2025, if there is one. Because this is EXCRUCIATING.
As media looks around the current court packing by Republicans in the form of a Senate confirmation hearing for an unqualified justice to ask about future, hypothetical court-packing, I wish that we could all just scream, loudly, endlessly. What I guess I’m saying is I get the appeal of banshees now.
Being one, at least.
It’s gray out, and I don’t know if it’s a rainy gray, it could be, I’m not sure. Seems appropriate, though, given it all.
I’m angry and I’m frustrated, and mostly I’m disgusted with how blithe evil can be.
Anyway, that’s it for me today. Have a great Monday.
So here we are at the top of the week or the bottom of the week or however it is you want to view it. And what a week it’s been.
As of right now, trump has decided the way to prove how fit he is is to have a “medical examination” on television. Like it’s a reality TV episode.
The very fact that he thinks this is a good idea is ample evidence of his unfitness.
Meanwhile we’re sunny but hazy, and that describes many things at the moment, I’d say. I ordered a tart pan, because that’s just how things are now, I live through bakeware, and I’m eyeing the crochet I haven’t touched in months.
I think I’m getting ready for another lockdown, if I’m being honest. The numbers in the US remain grim, and I only see it getting worse after all this with trump.
Anyway, that’s it for me on this Friday. Have a good one and a wonderful weekend.
I don’t have any good advice in terms of HOW to hang in there, but as we navigate these weirdest of times, it’s essentially the only option we have.
Some days that might mean casually swinging from branch to branch, not a care to be had, and other days it might be barely clawing on with our fingernails. And that’s fine.
We are in the strangest of days, stranger than most of us have experienced in our lifetimes. Everything is undulating in unpredictable waves at all times, and it’s the best we can do not take a tumble.
Though it’s OK if you do take a tumble. Keeping your balance is hard right now. And yes, I realize I’ve now muddled my metaphors but if there is anything more appropriate for right now, I have no idea what it might be.
So I’m going to take my mixed metaphors and Wednesday up the place. Have a great day.
It’s bright and not so cold, I think, today. I’ve lived life on the edge this morning and had a smoothie instead of my usual yogurt.
Such a wild woman I am.
I am disgusted by Republicans, but that is nothing new. Still, while Mitch McConnell and his band of greedy, virused thugs have plenty of time to plunder and install a Supreme Court Justice who will rip healthcare from millions of Americans, they cannot be bothered to aid people devastated by a preventable pandemic.
How do I know it was preventable? Have you seen the rest of the world?
I loathe them all in a constant, seething way, and it seems so unfair that on top of all else they plunder and spoil, they demand our energy, too, just to try to keep them slightly at bay. They are a minority minority, and yet wield entirely too much power.
It’s bright and sunny and cold today, though nowhere near as cold as it will get. The trees have color and it’s Fall, even if it seems like Spring and Summer never really came at all this year.
Donald trump is in the hospital, supposedly with COVID-19 but the problem is it’s impossible to know what the truth is. At once he’s receiving treatments given to people with serious disease and well enough that they say he may be going home today.
And though he’s infectious, he piled in a sealed car with Secret Service, who have now been exposed because of him.
Maybe he’s very sick, maybe he’s not sick at all.
Aside from that, onward we continue in this slow-moving apocalypse, the dominos falling, falling, but as though through water. This world will be a different place after trump, in ways that cannot be remedied.
Anyway, that’s it for me. Have a great Monday, or whatever kind of Monday feel right to you right now.