Bernie "suspended his campaign" today. Which apparently means he's still on the ballot (for negotiating purposes?) but isn't actually seeking the nom. Or something. I just know I'm disappointed — more than I thought I would be, honestly. It just seems like we're sliding down the hole and I have nowhere to scrabble to.

I didn't write a poem today either. It's hard when all the things I experience fall into a pattern.

Tomorrow, I have a to-do list. This is it:

Of course, my regular chores also apply.