B, my [special friend? boyfriend? lover? if only Expression Engine had a tag that would automatically insert a name for our short but intense relationship…] is coming down from Philly, in the blue state, to console me here in the little blue county in the big red state.
He’s driving 3 or 4 hours to see me tonight.
All those people who flocked to the polls yesterday to vote their hatred of me don’t even know me. Luckily, there are some people who do know me, and they love me. It doesn’t make the world better… but it makes it more bearable.
