We All Knew, Didnt We?

I knew. My wife knew. I’m sure you did too. We all knew something was going to happen. We all probably shared at least a couple of fears, what our orange idiot would do with his days left, especially today. We knew something was going to happen. He would not let go, he could not let go, the fact that he lost. Desperation was as thick in the air as the charge you sometimes feel before the summer bolt. Palpable. Real. You can sense it. You can feel it. Then, Boom!

My wife went yesterday and bought nearly $200 in groceries. I told you she knew. She didn’t know what, neither did we, right? But we knew it was coming. Now we know what. Probably at this point, it could have been much worse. I’m glad it wasn’t.

But, we also don’t know, what may happen next.

I’m afraid to find out what next might be. So, I sit here. Wondering. I don’t feel it yet. It will take a few days for the charge to build. But he needs to be removed, or procedurally incapcitated, or locked up in a nice padded cell, before next.

The inauguration can’t get here soon enough.

How ’bout that Georgia!!? Flipped the freaking Senate! I did not know that was going to happen. That was a pleasant surprise. May Democracy work for a future we can appreciate.

May time heal our wounds.