… things have been emotionally weird for me lately.

I think it’s partially hormonal. And partly a bit of the post-race blues. And then there’s the money woes. And the whole thing with Zevan’s stitches. And I hate cold, rainy weather.

I’ve been mindlessly surfing and being a big couch potato and being hit by strange waves of tiredness that make me fall asleep in the middle of the day for a varying lengths of time.

And finally my mind is stuck on this: We’re Gonna Frickin’ Lose this Thing

Let’s just get this election over with.

I’m not hopeful. Not in the least bit. I can’t even allow myself the possibility of being pleasantly surprised by the American people.

I live in Colorado Springs. Whose natural beauty is so often marred by the close minded people who live here.

Okay, I’m done whining. Time to move on.