I’m not a fan of being right. Mostly because I’m usually right about bad things. But as William Shakespeare once said, “C’est la vie.” (I really don’t know if he did, but he may have, so just go with it).
Radom bird, doing bird stuff.
I was in bed before shit got real on Election Night, but I knew it wasn’t going to be good. I could see and feel it coming for weeks, and I think my brain had already been processing it because when I got up to take Jake (the dog) outside at 3:40 AM in my gutchies and took a look at my phone, all I could muster was a “Yep, told you.”
Then, I returned to bed with an odd sense of calm, and instead of the thoughts that had been constantly racing through my head for the past couple of months, I found my attention turning only to Wifey and wanting to be there for her.
Her world, OUR world, and the career that she has put everything into over the past 15+ years has a strong chance of being upended due to last night’s result, but all the anger I had been dealing with subsided, and when she woke up and came down to the kitchen for breakfast, she looked stressed but strong. I walked towards her, opened my arms, and she broke down crying as I wrapped my arms around her.
Then, she wiped the tears away, and we set about calmly hashing out a loose plan for the immediate future and trying not to put too many carts before horses. We’ve been through less-than-ideal situations like this in the past and got through it, and we’re in a much better place to deal with it now.
And with that, I made Wifey some breakfast, and then I went for a 6-mile walk in the woods on an empty stomach. Once again, my mind seemed clearer than it had been in over a month, and I took great care to listen to every bird, take in the scents of the woods, and marvel at every critter I saw with a jealous appreciation for their obliviousness to the world around them.
I truly never thought I would see our country become so divided or people shift from being Republicans and Democrats to being so extreme and batshit fucking crazy, present company included. However, it won’t be like this forever; mistakes will be realized (again), minds will open, fears will fade, and positive changes will eventually happen. Because, c’est la vie.
Later.