With depression, I’ll take every win I can get.

If that is just a small reprieve from the existential dread of a potential Trump win…?

Or the anxiety over needing to vote today, dealing with the crowds, getting my ballot cast, even with the rest of the shit storm on the horizon…

I’ll still take what I can get for now.

I’ll be there when I’m called upon but know that some of us are already fighting our own battles.

Please take me to Isengard, with the hobbits…

My part in this battle is done, the war is far from over.

This one is over for me at least, and for now that’s enough, but tomorrow is another day.

After Trumps assassination attempt, allowing you to buy as many guns and as much ammo is as you want is not a certainty.