I was steeled for disappointment, and I woke to hope. Thank you, citizens, for saving our nation. Stacy Abrams, you are a wonder and a miracle. No one has done greater work this year.
I could sing, and maybe I will.
Now everything today feels brighter. I've got my 8 a.m. exercise class to endure, and then I'll spend the rest of the morning editing. Somehow I managed to forget to bake bread yesterday, so I'll need to rectify that. And Paul and I have some birthday-shopping plans for Tom.
But Georgia! I'm giddy with joy.