I voted. For better or worse. And definitely for the worse, I don't feel that great about my choice. But I didn't feel great about the other choice either. I've already gotten comfortable with the probability that the world is going to end no matter which guy ends up as president. So here I sit, on the fence, listing a little bit to one side. And I'm not happy about it.
What I am happy about though, is what's keeping me company while I sit here on my uncomfortable fence. It's my bowl of warm, salty, fresh-roasted pumpkin seeds from yesterday's jack-o-lantern. And oh boy, are they tasty.
They may not last the night.