9:44pm
Last night, I had a bubble of trepidation forming my stomach. I kept telling myself, "the elections were just like this last time, 2020 was an equally insane year."
I fell asleep feeling worn and tired but still a little optimistic. I wake up and it's like a bomb was set off in my house. We all have the same tired look. Another four years with this chump? Again? We're barely recovering with Biden and we're back to square fucking one?
I'm so exhausted. I'm worn down. I'm going to throw myself into work today, and just try not to think of it today. I'm already making plans for what else to do when the house gets to be too expensive and I have to get my IUD placed and maybe set up some communication with relatives back in Chihuahua because I have no doubt some truly awful shit is going to happen. Right now, I'm just trying to focus on myself. The world may be going to shit, but I'm not gonna go down with it.