I make it until I open up the news pages with my coffee. So basically a gut-punch by 7:15am. "Oh right - forgot - we're completely fucked." - Me, waking up, sipping Colombian dark roast
That would be delightful, because I've been thinking more like bees perched on my taint. Like... what's next? Which vulnerability are you going to poison? Don't keep me in suspense!
For me all the hope I built up with Harris/Walz stubs it's toe every morning. I still have all the hope and energy but everyday it starts a little soured.
"It's like seeing a car crash from inside the car
The driver's got his head leaned back
He's telling you a joke
This is the feeling we learn to live with in North America
The morning headlines
Always accompanied by sweat and nausea" - USA-holes, NOFX. From the GWB years, but still accurate
Definitely going through the grief process. I was in absolute denial the first couple of days and now I'm flip-flopping between anger and depression with a sprinkle of denial still
Remember at the end of each day last time and you said to yourself “this has to be the bottom the absolute floor” only to wake up starring above you at the ceiling that was your yesterday floor.
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The driver's got his head leaned back
He's telling you a joke
This is the feeling we learn to live with in North America
The morning headlines
Always accompanied by sweat and nausea" - USA-holes, NOFX. From the GWB years, but still accurate
You were buried in the algorithm over there
I still haven't wrapped my head around that monster winning.