10:32 PM
I started the Inauguration stream at 8:30AM PST this morning. This was an event I waited 4 years to see. Little work was accomplished. There wasn’t a speech that missed a beat. It was everything I want to hear. I cried a little. I shouted, “Fuck you, Ted!” when Ted Cruz’s face popped up on the screen. By the time Biden exited the Capitol building, I was exhausted. I’m still exhausted.
There’s been a cap holding my rage and pain at bay for these past 4 years. It uncorked and spilled everywhere. Keeping it in check for the day has wiped me out.
Last night, I slept in relief. Tonight, I sleep in grief. Tomorrow, I will wake ready to begin moving forward putting the lost year behind me.
