A bag of opened chips dropped on my desk in front of the computer with a couple of the chips falling out on the keyboard. That crispy noise was so fascinating. Relaxed, I smoothed into my chair from my bed and grabbed some of these chips to my mouth. Every wonderful weekend should begin with a round of video gaming, even more so in the winter. Reaching out to my friend Zac, I put on my headphone began to chat with him and saw he started to play twenty minutes earlier. Just as the game was loading up and my fellow was telling me about how he broke up with that girl, mom came straight through the door behind me. Oh, she never knocks. “Hi, sorry to interrupt,”said mom. Eh, really? I looked at her, showing no interest, and hope she would finish before my game get ready. Everyone even a nerdy weirdo could feel her disgust bursting through her eyes and other openings of her skin. She proclaimed, as usual, “I want you to be ready in half an hour. We will have lunch together with Mrs....
“It’s almost over. Hillary Clinton and Donald J. Trump cut different paths across the country on Monday, the final full day of campaigning for the 2016 election, the nastiest in many decades and one that will leave an uncertain legacy for future cycles.” ---- New York Times Nov.7.2016 That was the last sort of thing in my mind when I went to bed. On the day afterward, November 8th 2016, I woke up just like any other typical day: first, by the birds; then the sunlight coming through the curtain that I intentionally left exposed. My first conscious move seemed usual as well: I reached my phone to check the time. Then, at that moment when my eyes settled on the screen, everything went off the track. I saw a short message that Donald Trump won the election. Immediately, I was electrified, sitting straight up from my bed and fully awake. My initial reaction was pure surprise. It felt entirely different from the kind of surprise of birthday parties or Christmas presents bu...