Today, I went into an office of Trump supporters. I will go there again tomorrow. And, the next day. And, the next day. I will go there until the day I hand in my resignation and the 2 weeks that will follow.
I voted. I could not see myself doing anything but that. But, I do not feel any fear within me about this. It is strange. I am calm. I feel like this is not over. Something will strike in defense.
Today was just another day for me at work. I am the odd-ball-out. What do you say when your office and the one directly next to your office are staunch Republicans? They were delighted. Smiles of “Yes! We did it!” floated along the crow’s feet of their eyes. They are worry free.
Buzz of newness draped them and they have no use for anyone other than the likes of them if it does not bring them money and success. I expected chatter. I expected glee. I expected newly posted signs in our building’s front space grass, but not as many as I saw today. What I did not expect?
Feeling the same way I did days before today. At ease.