TIL crying from relief is just as exhausting as crying from anything else. I’m gonna take the happiest nap.
No, things are not perfect now. But I’m looking forward to the good work we have to do to suck out this poison entirely. And hell yeah, we’ll do it. Hope is audacity, hope is rebellion, hope always wins.
I don’t know if I’ll pick up the white rose again. The next few months will be…fraught, to say the least. But I believe things will get better. If we work, we can heal.
Get on your boots!
Better times collide with now,
And better times are coming still.