labellementeuse | a conversation with my father. In text messages.

tui: Christmas? I'm not ready. I cried.
steve: its ok sweetheart
tui: WERE WE NOT WATCHING THE SAME ELECTION?
steve: No I meant that the sun will conme up in the morning and its not out of keys ass.

This is absolutely the crudest thing I have ever heard my father say (and he has six brothers) and it made me feel a lot better, so I'm sharing.

Otherwise... I don't want to talk about it. I maybe want to hug about it. I'm going to miss her, so much - she's my PM. The only one I've ever voted for - the only one I've wanted to vote for! I admire her intensely and I'm not ready for her to be gone.