It’s brightly sunny today and incredibly cold, single digits F cold. I’m gearing up for the second impeachment trial, or really the first impeachment trial, since in the initial one, Republicans refused to hold a trial at all.
My creativity is a fickle thing, I have ideas I’d like to work out, but of course I’m going to be glued to watching Republicans continue to try to destroy the country while Democrats attempt to snatch it back from the brink. Though we feel more stable now, they continue to undermine.
It’s a welling of thought I haven’t had in a long time, that wave of idea ready to crash to shore and through the fingers. That sense that something will arrive, something amorphous, but it can be trusted to take shape.
And stupid trump comes along and tramples it. Again.
I genuinely can’t wait for us to be truly done with him, though I don’t know if we ever will, there will be criminal cases and lawsuits and his own attempts to stay in the spotlight. His refusal to acknowledge, even now, that he’s not in office, that he has no power.
He is malevolence embodied, evil brought to life and topped with a thrift-store thread hairdo.
Anyway, I’m off. Have a great Tuesday.