The Calm Is Here.

I slept in till almost 10am on Election Day. 

The vacation week was producing a lot of sleep for me. It was foreign, but welcome.  

The whole day was eerily calm. 

After I pulled myself together, I began my day hitting a new cafe nearby, Maman.

Breakfast at Maman.

It means "mother" in French. 

I was hopeful the U.S. would be entering it's "Mother Era." One where caring for each other was the default.

Instead, we - it appears - will remain in our chaotic "everyone out for themselves" era.

I've avoided fully going into my villain persona to this point in life. But the "cold bitch" has been dying to be unleashed.

You may think she is loud, looking aggressively for a fight, and in your face.

She is not.

 Similar to Election Day, since the day after I have been eerily calm. 

And we will leave that topic here for now.