Life is a blur. I can't see much past right now other than possibilities, and that's dangerous. Peeking through those windows stokes fear. I haven't mastered the art of happy thinking. I get there day by day. Today is a day when I need that skill most.
America just got engaged to her abuser. She is not thinking clearly. We have to help her out.
What is the best case scenario? Think about the best case scenario!
Option 1: The world says, "Psych! It was all a joke." Rewind the last two years.
Option 2: This is an alternate reality from which I will escape.
Option 3: A deity hits the brakes and nothing happens for four years. The election of an abusive xenophobe becomes a historical anomaly.
Option 4: He experiences a radical personality shift. Like in that Woody Allen movie.
Option 5: The whole world learns from this mistake. It is never repeated again in any country.
Forget everything you know. That's the only way to drum up a positive future. At least from where I'm sitting. You know--me. A woman of color who has already spent the majority of her life terrorized by white Christians at the hands of conservative, gun-toting America?
I've survived many things. Me and America, we'll survive this. Right?
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