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One More Year
Dec. 30th, 2019 07:49 pmTell the truth, I'm not harboring much hope for the end of next year. Even if we manage to vote Trump out, my faith in which is decreasing, he will almost certainly attempt a coup. Then we likely have either an outright dictatorship, or civil war. I'm think maybe I should just try to enjoy the first ten months of 2020 as much as anyone can under these circumstances, because who knows what's going to happen to everyone in DC come 2021, and I can't see any way out before then.
These had been a good ten years for me. I started them despairing of trying to get a library job, trying to write novels but not really knowing how to, even suffering the results of an estrangement in my family, terrified of what would happen when my father died. Now I have my job, have settled for writing things people are definitely reading, and have my sister back-though we did lose my father, and we knew he'd go before mom did, but we had hoped he'd last longer. I have a lot. But for how much longer will I get to keep any of it?
These had been a good ten years for me. I started them despairing of trying to get a library job, trying to write novels but not really knowing how to, even suffering the results of an estrangement in my family, terrified of what would happen when my father died. Now I have my job, have settled for writing things people are definitely reading, and have my sister back-though we did lose my father, and we knew he'd go before mom did, but we had hoped he'd last longer. I have a lot. But for how much longer will I get to keep any of it?
