…like November 9, 2016.
Last night I had a repeat of that crushing heartsickness.
Today I’m in a mournful outrage towering higher than all the outrages of the past four years. Still in my pjs.
…like November 9, 2016.
Last night I had a repeat of that crushing heartsickness.
Today I’m in a mournful outrage towering higher than all the outrages of the past four years. Still in my pjs.