Happiness. It's relative.
We’re getting a new President so I decided to move the piano. If this living room was to be where we will be hunkering down during breaks from slaying dragons the next four years, I needed to really bump up the coziness. Reorient, readjust,… Continue Reading “Keep the Light On”
They’re counting on us to run out of gas. They figure we’ll buckle under the endless hammering, get confused by the scattershot of insults, adapt to a new twisted normal. They think we’ll give up. And we might. But then again, we might not.… Continue Reading “No Pasaran”
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