So.

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I don't have a perfect postcard for today, or even a good one, I reckon.  So I'm just posting a post (this post) to post some flavor of the stunned sleepless sunken-face day I'm about to enter the evening part of and leave the office from.  I got here late, but not as late as I'd planned to.  And I met someone for a comfort burger late lunch before walking the dog.  That was good.  She is more upset at the not-Hillary not-the-woman not-the-shattered-ceiling, %age-of-upsetness-wise, I think, than am I.  And she had crying jags overnight last night to the extent that sometimes she couldn't breathe.  I haven't had any of that.  I've mostly felt compelled to reach out to people I know (thus got on facebook as much as twitter in processing what was happening), and while doing that noticed that the things that have felt wrong between me and others I (have) love(d) didn't feel so big somehow.  There was also a tailing in on what my therapist & I were talking about before this happened, as I was telling Tracy today, about justice and when there is none and having a problem of not quite knowing how to deal with that.  And now this.  By which I mean Trump, if you can't tell.  Yesterday being Election Day.

paperkingdoms posted something about hope--- something that was refreshingly not simple & rosy & aw-shucks-cheer-up, cuz seriously fuck that.  That was good.  It feels a little like my relationship to the world has shifted, suddenly.  What's the name for when the surface of the earth cracks and shifts in a quake?  Tectonic jerkery?  That reminds me how I watched a little TV doc thing the other day about sinkholes.

Okay I guess that'll do.  I'll post a postcard next.  Then go home and maybe sleep this night.

Hello, person reading this.  Extra-heartfelt hello if you too are sleepy and/or sad and/or majorly bummed and stunned with it.

Comments

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Linking our oppressions and consciously making ourselves invested in each other's can fix the problem this kind of fracturing of vulnerability results in. Better than that quotation about how First they came for the Socialists --- though that is a powerful set of sentences.