Will I be watching the coronation of King Donald I, today? No, I will be at Oregon Zoo. That is, if I can tamp down this existential hangover from yesterday. I can feel, from the inside, the expression of resignation my face is making this morning, like it’s not worth the effort or energy to move even facial muscles.

Addendum

  1. Fighting with storage bins on a shelf, as things came cascading down all around me, I just screamed (not yelled, screamed), “Jesus fucking Christ! I’m so tired!” at the very, very top of my lungs.

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