Trumped

I managed to sleep a couple of times in the night but each time I slept, I dreamt that Hillary was comfortably winning. I think this made it even more difficult to bear, each time being slapped out of sleep with the news that Trump's lead was increasing.

The whole thing has been difficult to comprehend today and I still feel shocked and saddened. I've talked and argued and debated and I'm slowly learning that it's OK to fight back. In fact it's necessary. We pray, but we also act.

I thought Hillary's speech was dignified and gracious and gave a glimmer of hope at the end of a hopeless day. "To the little girls watching, never doubt that you are valuable, powerful, and deserving." 

A couple of pints and a few hours of debriefing with Fran after work. I think we set the world to right.