Wednesday, January 20, 2021

Patriotic Post

 or maybe just a happy one.

For the first time in four years I feel like I can take a breath. The flag, songs, and the ridiculous pomp of this nation don't make me nauseous any more. Instead they fill my eyes with tears of joy and hope. 

I've gone off the socials hopefully for ever...I'll still I suppose have to check in maybe once a week to post pictures, maybe sell some ornaments and check on museum volunteer group stuff or whatever, but I'm really, really looking forward to a return to real life. The last time I walked away from Facebook was so soothing and joyful and I was so happy with that decision until I got conned back on for museum things.

I'm done with the artificial world. 

And 46 is my new favorite number.

Grace. Class. Dignity. Respect for truth. Honor. Science. 

400,000 lives, trillions of dollars, enough hate sown to last a lifetime. We will rise up and reject it all. We have to.

For now I'm planning a trip to DC, a thing I haven't wanted to do in four years. Give me a vaccine, a return of Amtrak services, and a small budget, and I'm heading down. Because this is my country.