People who've followed me for a while know that I rarely *knowingly* drunk tweet. Unless I'm on a late commuter rail back from the city, which hasn't happen in a while.
So, with that as a disclaimer, I think the inaugural insomnia I and others are experiencing is fucking weird.
So, with that as a disclaimer, I think the inaugural insomnia I and others are experiencing is fucking weird.
Like... WE WON. We SURVIVED. We should be feeling elated. Like, I was in 2009 before Obama. My only concern the night before that was if the *party* I planned for that day would be fun for my guests.
This doesn't feel at all like that.
I think there are two reasons:
This doesn't feel at all like that.
I think there are two reasons:
1. @chrislhayes made a near-miss car crash analogy tonight, and he talked about the "adrenaline" one gets as one realizes they *almost died.* I think a lot of this right now is just "holy shit, HOLY SHIT THAT MAN ALMOST KILLED US." We're a bit amped from almost not being here.
2. Even as we've all known, we've all told each other "1/20/21 is not the END. We still have HUGE Trump-ism problems." We've still earmarked tomorrow (today) as... what we had to make it to.
As the Oracle says, "you can't see past the choices you don't understand."
As the Oracle says, "you can't see past the choices you don't understand."
1/20/21 has been a black box, the end of the "future" many of us have thought through since 2016. So, now that it's here, our minds are like: "Holy shit. I have no actual PLANS for, like, 1/21/21." 1/21/21 is OFF THE MAP. We haven't charted it and so our brains are doing that now
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