It has been a good and full day. I should be in bed, and yet here I sit. I'm not so tired, but too tired to trudge up the stairs, wash my face, and change out of my clothes. In fact, I still have my coat and scarf on. I have been home for 3 hours. If it weren't so cold, I would fall asleep in this chair.
Today I got to say good-bye to someone I refused to say hello to. The outgoing president; "He who can't be named". Not a fan, never a fan, read the books and followed the stories when he was running for Texas governor. Why didn't half of the country do their research before they voted?
It is such a relief. I don't know what will change, but something has got to be better than the black cloud of fear and hate that this last dude perpetuated.
New guy, new president, history being made, breath of fresh air for this moment. I am way too much of a socialist to think that the air will completely be to my liking. I don't think I will need my gas mask anymore though. Whew.
I look forward to tomorrow, for my country. When was the last time I thought that thought?
As my eyelids droop, and my fingers click away, I am reminded that the sooner I get to bed, the sooner I can wake up to a full day of new hope. It is almost like a childhood Christmas eve. Thank you, America. Thank you for not picking the political look-alike. Memories are short around here so I will savor these years while they last. Voters seem fickle. Today I say thank god for their fickleness, unlike eight years ago when I was railing against the stupidity fickleness brought. Fickle pickle tickle.
I'm amped and ready to go. I'm tired and ready for a deep sleep. All and everything. It's cold, so I will rush up the stairs rather than trudge. I will fling my clothes off, and tuck myself into bed with cozy pajamas on, and sweet dreams on my pillow. Oh, and a kitty or two at the foot of my bed. Cats on the bed were not allowed during the last presidency. It is a new and hopeful era. A cats get to sleep on the bed era. Nothing will disturb this goddesses sleep tonight, or hopefully for the next 4 years.
May a confluence of energy and excellent exhaustion be yours from, The Goddess of Everything.