November 9th, 2016

Whale fluke

This, so far, is all I can bring myself to say.

I won't say the specifics of my bad dream last night. But, at its core, it was a story of trying to escape something terrible, not being sure I could escape that something terrible, and knowing that too many other people had not escaped that something terrible.

I am fucking terrified. Beyond my disappointment of 2000 and 2004; beyond my nervousness for so much of the 2008 campaign; beyond the too many events of crushing ugliness throughout what we've had so far of the 21st century. And so many friends and loved ones feeling terrified, too.

I have to fight bigotry. As so many of my friends have already had to do. Maybe I'd pretended I could escape it. Maybe, at some level, I'd felt protected from it. But...

...people will be hurt by the consequences of this election. People I love will be hurt. And that is one huge reason why I am terrified.