One week

 

One week

Sorry about the dancing. Apologies for the unbridled joy and relief. Sorry for hugging our kids with thoughts of their future we prayed they hadn’t considered. And apologies for laughing our asses off at the beyond Borat-level stupidity that ensued. (Well maybe we’ll keep that one).

It’s Tuesday, Nov 10. Not even a full week since the polls closed. Sorry we needed a week - those of us who have seen the past four years as the most insane, depressing, dividing, dangerous, immoral, ignorant, and terrifying four years of our lives. But we’re good now. Facts and hope work fast. We will curb our enthusiasm, retrieve the popped corks, and focus on the work we all need to share.

We won’t take victory laps as you slowly, quietly, anonymously acknowledge you were horribly duped. Allowed yourself to be duped. Knew you were being duped but looked the other way for some rationalization that now scares you to admit. That’s between you and you. We’re good. Just needed a week to exhale and smile again after a previously unimaginable four years. Not looking to shame anyone. Rather get back to being America. The great one.