The 33 Project

It’s early. 6am ish as I start this post. It’s an odd week with the election happening. It feels different than four years ago, yet in a few key ways the same. The distress persists. The sadness and disheartened feelings over living in a place that is populated by so many people that believe the opposite of what I believe. The anger at a system that will continue to disenfranchise. The pure rage at so many people being elected to positions where they’ll do nothing for the people (their job) and everything for themselves instead. But, it’s not the same blow as four years ago. For one, there’s a…