I know how we're going to feel after January 20th. Imagine just waking up after having a nice dream and then you realize January 21st that mother fucker convicted felon is president and all your happiness goes away 😭😭😭😭
This reminds me of when my Mom was first diagnosed with breast cancer…my eyes would open and for a split second there was an ease in my heart, then I remembered and the grief started again.
I start with a "Good morning,Rory. Good morning, Lemmy." to each of the dogs. Pour the cold brew coffee. Take the monkeys outside. Play an entire album - today was Schubert's Octet. Only then do I look at the shit show.
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I wish all good luck. xx
I start with a "Good morning,Rory. Good morning, Lemmy." to each of the dogs. Pour the cold brew coffee. Take the monkeys outside. Play an entire album - today was Schubert's Octet. Only then do I look at the shit show.