meh

I'm finally going to bed, now.

I know when I wake up, the nightmare won't be over. But I'll wake up anyway. I'll do what I need to do. I'll go through the motions of the day. And I will survive this.

But part of me died tonight.

The hope I had that we were finally going in the right direction has utterly been shattered. I'm still happy that 45 million people are cool, but that other half...

I guess I always knew this, though.