I should really just replace “friends” with “father and brother”….

To my friends who voted for him: I think less of you now. I think less of you because you watched an adult mock a disabled person in front of a crowd and still supported him. I think less of you because you saw a man spouting clear racism and backed him. I think less of you because you watched him equate a woman’s worth to her breast size and you got on board. I think less of you because when he attacked a veteran’s family that gave the ultimate sacrifice, you said nothing. I think less of you because you watched him brag about assaulting women, then you sheepishly looked away. It isn’t your politics that I find repulsive. It is your personal willingness to support racism, sexism, and cruelty. You sided with a bully when it mattered, and that is something I will never forget. So, no… you and I won’t be “coming together” to move forward or whatever. Trump disgusts me, but it is the fact that he doesn’t disgust you that will stick with me long after this election.

Story Snip: Laurel Meets a Melyion

Behind her, the people fled, Laurel was rooted to her spot as the man’s voice became frightened, then gurgled for Balor, and finally, when the beast pulled him from his massive fangs, he was human no more, but bloodied flesh with no more voice to scream – that is when Laurel finally ran. The beast tore at the walls and tried to reach for her, but the roof began to collapse onto it as it tore down the walls holding the structure steady. She burst into the open air, standing in stunned silence as around her, she watched men fighting, women directing people to flee, and the growling behind her growing ever louder.



Was it shocking for you?
Something is scaring you
Enemies will hunt you
No matter what you do
But we’ll fight for you
Til we defeat them all
If not… there’s no way out

Keep your weapons aimed
Here comes the chilling face
Pushing down your fear
Jump on the necks of the monsters
You can’t hide your self
You can’t run
We’re fighting for our lives
And we just cannot lose again
There’s not much time
Be ready to fight
Do it

I’m gonna pretend this is about my anxiety right now because it makes sense in my world.


Kendo on Monday.