Now that my tireless efforts, sleepless nights, and edge-of-seat anxiety have passed with the Election Night birth pangs of our new messianic President, I no longer know what to do with myself, or where to focus my energy. I'm probably suffering from some sort of post-partum depression, something akin to the emptiness a woman reportedly suffers after delivery. It's like, now that he's safely in office, what do I do with the rest of my life?? It's a real bummer that I can't drink anymore and don't even have that to fill the void.
