Day After ELECTION DAY in the STATES - Wed, Nov. 4, 2020

 Wed., Nov. 4, 2020 - 

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Apparently yesterday was the federal election in the States, but I have decided not to watch tv news or read anything online until at least next week, once they have all the numbers for sure. And maybe by then all the suing will have been started, and maybe a civil war or at least riots. I just don't want to know.

My family in the States will do what is necessary to stay safe, I am sure. I cannot worry about them, but I do ask the angels to protect them - and indeed everyone in that country. It is harsh watching a country I grew up in coming apart at the seams. I suppose it seemed like it was coming apart during the 60s with the war protests and the black rights movement and women rising up and the gay liberation movement. There was a lot of people in the streets in those days too. 

Of course now there are also fires everywhere, and a worldwide pandemic and climate crisis and the rise of fascism everywhere. It seems worse to me than ever, but I refuse to sit in that poison for long.

Today we will go walk in Burgoyne Bay, and then cut the lawn and maybe make some pottery or decorate some that is already formed. The wheel I borrowed only goes the wrong direction so I am unable to throw anything on there. Sigh. My neighbour says I should just ask if I can switch it out for another one, but I am hesitating, worried about seeming ungrateful.

Comedy is becoming so important to me. I listen to so many podcasts with comics interviewing people, so I hear laughter every day. Very healing and lightening.

And now - time for coffee. And a beautiful picture of Stevie and the boys. All grown up.


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