Last week, I missed the blood moon.
Today, we spring forward. Losing an hour is worth it for the extended daylight. Despite the diminishing darkness, the days feel like Armageddon: black clouds and acid rain. Death is everywhere, literally and symbolically. Democracy choked by a madman.
This week, I am prepared to move towards my new opportunity with both feet out the door. Freedom is a priceless experience.
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