And then it was over.
I went out this morning and stood in the driveway of my studio. The sun was just putting light over the horizon through the trees. The sky was filled with colors, both beautiful and ominous. The first thing that came to mind was the sky in Gone With the Wind.
And that seemed about right.
I stood there taking it in and a thought kept running through my mind: This is who we are now.
It was a statement. There was no question in it.
This is who we are now.
It’s going to take time to wrestle with this, to find a rationale that makes any sense, one that allows me to feel any sense of communion with this new definition of who we are. Maybe this who we always were, and I am at fault for not recognizing it.
For now, I stand in the semi-darkness with that sentence running through my mind. This is who we are now.
And I feel like a stranger in a strange land…
Redtree Times 
This feeling feels way too familiar. Just way stronger than ever before. It is a mourning… an unexpected feeling of loss… I think that flame of optimism that has kept me holding out hope for our better angels to win out is guttering.
If this is who we are now… Then maybe it should be the curse we carve on the tombstone over the grave of what once was a wonderous ideal.
I stand with you, my friend. I am in a state of shock, sorrow, and worry.
Like an addict, I guess we have to hit rock bottom before we realize we need to change.
I feel the same way and I am fearful for the country.