It seems like the past three years have been like that -- one outrage, one crisis, one head-smacking "can you believe this is happening?!?" event after another. I feel like since November 8, 2016 we've all been living in a nightmare or an alternate reality of some kind, making no sense in that way that dreams can seem so unreal, so surrealistic, familiar yet scary. I want to wake up now.
At least, that's the view from here...
Photo Credit: Revelatori. com (go there and buy something -- this is a print I bought)
A friend posted an article on Facebook to the effect that that feeling we're all having (for me it's in the pit of my stomach) is grief. And yes, yes it is.
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