I went to church today because that's where we vote in Lloyd. Big new brick Baptist church. The white people church. I walked there, it's only a few blocks from my house. Or what would be blocks if we had blocks. Up until the last moment I wasn't sure who I was going to vote for but when it came time to fill in the oval, my hand moved unerringly to one and not the others as if it had been controlled in a game with a Ouija board.
Whichever candidate gets the Democratic nod, I will be fine with but truthfully, I just wish that President Obama could continue on for another eight years. Or so.
I left the church and continued my walk. I am really struggling today and had a little breakdown last night wherein I finally had to let down my wall and tell my husband what was going on. Anyway, I knew that today the best thing I could do was to walk the miles and so I did, my mind somewhere far away but my body, at least, emptying itself of some of the adrenalin.
I texted Mr. Moon this morning that I couldn't even bear the thought of going to the store to get what we need to take to the island, much less go there tomorrow. But I am going to try. This is probably a fool's errand but I'm a mess as it is so why not go be a mess there?
I guess. He really wants to go. He's offered to do all of the shopping and carry me there himself if that's what I need.
I don't know what I need. I don't know what I want.
I can't even think.
I know this will pass. At least I do know that.
Meanwhile, this is how the oldest living cat in the world has been spending her day.
I want to tell her to move over and make room for me.