Greetings from the land of mysterious squiggles. Oh lord. I did make some headway, but my friends, it is slow, slow going. I will master this final part of the puzzle, but I might go a little crazy from examining little curves and straight lines.
You know I love a challenge.
Even though this is making me a bit crazy, the truth is that it’s keeping me sane. Just like Don’s musical collaboration with his friend in Connecticut via Garage Band is keeping him sane.
That being said, we are staying away from the Impeachment trial. We are not naive and know what the result will be. I could write reams about my disgust, but here’s my situation: I cannot go there anymore. I simply can’t. I think I said as much yesterday. After 5 years of outrage and activism and marching and tweeting and campaigning, I am done for the time being. I know what’s going on, of course, and check Jessica Yellin’s IG account for a wrap up, but I cannot linger in that place any longer. “That place,” meaning anything related to Orange Man or his GOP minions. I am not going to give them my energy. No more.
Five years of Trump and what will likely be two years of COVID and no work for either Don or me. No work. It’s all too much and though I am generally a positive person, sometimes it feels as if I’m hanging on by a thread. But I’m tough, as is Don, and we’ve made the decision to stay away from anger and resentment and outrage as much as we can – because there’s nothing we can do about it. I don’t want to spend whatever time I have left on this earth consumed by anger.
I’d rather read about all the good things that the Biden administration is doing. That’s a place where I will linger. That’s where I’m directing my energy.
I hope that makes sense.
Stay safe.
Happy Saturday.
