Democracy Is Dying. And Medium Is Lonely.

I miss everyone.

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Last night I got home from work late for me, around 6:30pm.

Wednesday evenings my kids are at their dad’s place, so I tend to relish my me-time and make the most of it. Typically I’d clean my house, or exercise, or head out to sing karaoke, or my favorite —I’d dedicate all those uninterrupted hours to writing.

Last night? I flopped on my sofa and watched reruns of Sex and the City.

For six hours.

So today I awoke, exhausted, and started another day feeling like… this. Again. Just sort of meh. Numb. Unmotivated, even by my favorite things. Treading water.

This isn’t like me. I’m buoyant, normally. And it’s the first day of spring. We should all be springing, full of hope and energy!

So I couldn’t help but wonder — what the heck is going on with me? I’m not quite depressed. But it’s certainly despondent-adjacent. It takes a lot to drain the Energizer Bunny energy outta me. Usually I keep going, and going, and going…

But here’s the thing: so far, 2025 has sucked.

Or at least, it’s sucked away my sense of community, creativity, and constancy.

I’m American. 2025 began with a new regime and with it, and an exhaustive…