We're going to have warm temps today in Central Pa with a high in the low 70s (F) and skies that are a bold Democratic Blue. Rain is going to be moving into the area tomorrow, so celebrate the sunshine while it lasts.
Yesterday was different. There was anticipation of the upcoming election results as I did several loads of laundry and baked a loaf of bread. I'd thought of going out and buying a bottle of celebratory wine, but worried that I might end up being disappointed and didn't want to end up drowning my tears. So, I tried taking mini-naps instead. Well... that didn't work. I'd lay there, closing my eyes only to picture long lines of voters waiting to cast their ballots in favor of... damn! I was concerned. And yet, I was what I consider remarkably calm. My thin layer of anxiety could barely cover my inner peace. I knew in my heart that the Americans who hated Trump were in the millions, I just didn't know how many millions, or if those many, many millions would go out and vote. They did. And the fist of repudiation pounded the shit out of him, his policies, the Republican party, and those Evangelical Christians who foolishly believed that God would send a human so loathsome to give them what they wanted.

