Not looking forward to the next couple of months. This campaign silliness has already run its course, and it doesn't take a precog to predict that the real bitterness is still on the way after the election. Whoever loses will hurl accusations at whoever wins, with endless posturing and legal maneuvering. In my opinion, it's just a countdown to see how ugly we can all really be. I'm afraid I've got a pretty good idea. The state of our union is tenuous at best.
No matter. There will still be beautiful days like this, regardless of the volumes of self-righteous bluster. My future is determined by my Abba, not in a voting booth. And He loves me.