If this was anything like 2016, I’d currently be streaming live coverage on YouTube while scrolling through r/politics for commentary. (Years later, I’ll learn the term doomscrolling and think, “Ah, yes.”). I’ll grow more and more tense as each state’s numbers reach their final tally. I’ll see the bedside clock burn red into my eyes as I reach for the phone at 3AM to “check one last time.”
This year, I’ve decided to not partake in the torture. I still struggle to realize when something is no longer in my control.
Fingers crossed we won’t wake up in a dumpster fire tomorrow!