Living under Trump turns out to be far worse than I thought it would be, and believe me, I thought it would be bad. But that’s where we’re stuck, IMO for the next three years. We CAN hobble him in the mid terms and I hope to hell we do. This will be HUGE, if we can pull off even taking over the house, and I think we can.
And while I think Mueller’s investigation will turn out to be FAR FROM A NOTHING BURGER, I also think the republicans will protect their president. Smaller case intended. And who knows when Mueller’s investigation will come to it’s end?
These days, while as a news junky I continue to follow the winding road and path, I find I don’t do it as I used to. I find, I need space to find my peace and beauty, even under the chaotic rule of Mr. liar in chief, and Mr. I really don’t need to know my head from my A hole to make this work. Yeah, I think we’re in for that for another three years, for many reasons I don’t want to become the focus of this diary.
For me, here’s what I’ve been doing. I’ve been reading A LOT more, all kinds of stuff, on line and on my kindle. Reading has been a savior for me my whole life. These days I tend to choose the reading that takes me to a different place than where I might dwell with my face pressed up against the window, politically...but still shares many of the themes we hope to win on in these dark days. Oh, and sometimes, I just want a good psychological thriller, don’t care what it has to say about today or politics.
Hubby and I have also found some great TV series to lose ourselves in. To “binge” for an afternoon or evening on a story that releases us from our current stresses and worries, just a bit, has great value for us. We cannot fight this steaming pile of shit every day, without some healthy form of escape.
Lastly, I have been walking more, and that is a challenge in our winter Northland. But when I find time to do it, when everything is not so iced over it’s relatively safe to do it, I find the simple movement of walking, taking in the view around me, noticing the things that survive and are beautiful, despite Trump, coming home with my cheeks full of apples, and a happiness to be home after that exertion, gives my mind some rest, and at the same time, more elasticity. More will to fight.
So that’s my story, morning glory. What is yours? How are you escaping ENOUGH to balance yourself out, and to find renewed energy for our fight? How are you keeping yourself strong and ready for the next battle?
I really think we all must, and I’m curious about how y’all are doing that.