I wake and Trump is still president and our basic rights are still being violated and sacred native ground is still being plundered but the sun is shining for the first time in days and so human nature being what it is I start smiling.The dystopia is now, and I can’t even imagine what our country will look like by spring, but today the air smells sweet and my permakitten is cupping her chin in her tiny paw and I accept that beauty flourishes as stubbornly as a weed in a city sidewalk. The key is appreciation for what remains beautiful, not dissociation from the many horrors we now must address. Otherwise, we’ll go madder than the madman who’s seized the reins of this country I love.
I wake and Trump is still president and our basic rights are still being violated and sacred native ground is still being plundered but the sun is shining for the first time in days and so human nature being what it is I start smiling.The dystopia is now, and I can’t even imagine what our country will look like by spring, but today the air smells sweet and my permakitten is cupping her chin in her tiny paw and I accept that beauty flourishes as stubbornly as a weed in a city sidewalk. The key is appreciation for what remains beautiful, not dissociation from the many horrors we now must address. Otherwise, we’ll go madder than the madman who’s seized the reins of this country I love.