If you’re up to your eyeballs in quicksand, it’s the last few shovels of sand that finally kill you. I’m there today, trying to take a few gulps, but man, I don’t know if I can take another stolen election. I’m barely over the last one yet.

I know that’s their purpose and I won’t give them the pleasure of seeing me suffocate, but God knows I’m weary today. We’re all tired of the BS.

Vent here ⏬

It’s good for you.

Then get back at it.