I feel like I don’t know my own country anymore
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I feel like I don’t know my own country anymore
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The America I thought I knew no longer exists
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As I wake up on Election Day 2024, I’m realistic, but I’m feeling hope.
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The potential return of Trump, armed with immunity from all legal consequences and hellbent on advancing a fascist agenda, has me thinking about bugging out.
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50 is the new “I got drunk on spring break and got a tattoo”
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My mind was still willing but my body gave out.
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One last day of flatness. And a barking ankle.
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What, on paper, was supposed to be an uneventful day turned out to be a lovely day.
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A boring day walking but a fascinating destination
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What a difference a day makes.
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