I was up last on Election Night until 2 or 3 AM. They hadn't declared Trump the winner when I went to bed. When I got up around 9 the next morning, I knew it wasn't a dream, but I hoped there was some kind of miscalculation or mistake.
There wasn't.
I was in a state of shock, fatigue and disbelief.
Thank God for Lola. Lola gave me a reason to get up, to shower, to go out.
I've lost count of all the elections that have disappointed me.This was the first time election results made me cry.
I'm afraid. And I'm one of the lucky ones. I'm white, a US citizen and too old for Donald to want to grope.
It's going to be a long four years.
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