I was able to reset this weekend. And rest. Amazing what that will do, a little rest.
I’m honestly super stressed out about the election in a couple days. I want it to be over. I want Trump to be elected out of office. I’m afraid neither of those things are going to happen tomorrow.
I want the US to rebuke him and his entire corrupt, racist movement; to, in no uncertain terms, in a landslide of epic proportions, shut down everything they stand for and to claim our identity as a beacon of hope in the world. That we don’t elect bullies and racists.
I don’t think it’s going to happen. I’m almost positive it’s going to happen. It’s going to be a miracle if he gets voted out, and it’s going to be insanely, mind-bogglingly, disturbingly close.
I thought I knew what the country was I grew up in and I lived in. I didn’t. I live in a country that elected Donald Trump, and I think I live in a country that’s about to do it again.
I hope I’m wrong. I sincerely do. PLEASE let me be wrong.
Please.
Be safe out there and vote. We need you.