You’re gonna need electoral approval and you don’t have the votes
A better cure for my recent anxiety and depression than my meds…
There’s so much I want to say, but I’m too busy crying tears of joy.
I will share this story, though.
The other day at work, I was telling a coworker of mine that I wished I could live somewhere in Europe, or Ukraine, because I have too many days when I hate my country.
He couldn’t understand why I would say that.
Well.
On Monday, I’m going to point to that map and tell him, “THAT’S why I hate this fucking country. This race shouldn’t have been this close.”
HALF THE FUCKING COUNTRY JUST SHOWED ITS TRUE COLOUR… and it’s white, white, white.
I’ve managed to burn myself out way past the point of burn out and I didn’t even think that was possible.
And yet, I’m still bringing work home. Still spending weekends in front of the computer.
I “clocked out” early today. I did the one big project I wanted to do and then that was it.
I’ll be back at it tomorrow, but tonight, we celebrate.