Not running. But walking with a cane. Four weeks in, the loss of agility pales when simultaneously watching the loss of democracy. The monster is aligning with Russia, the new Nazi party of Germany, and continues destruction of the checks and balances and the people who work for them.

My new knee can bend to 110. Big whoop. It’s supposed to be at 120. I work at it. I take oxy to make it bend and spend hours every day on it. Again, a pale little whimper while the monster fires immigration judges and national parks employees and takes away funding that helps find cures for cancer and helps trans kids.

The knee turns into a new knee, slowly. The monster turns into a dictator, rapidly.

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