I passed out about 5 am and woke up at 8—-I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck this morning.

You guys, so much happened to us last night, it’s hard to process. SO many things to try to absorb and make sense of.

I’m happy, I’m scared, I’m sad—-but whatever I’m feeling, I am not hopeless. All I’ve felt for the past 2 years is hopeless, powerless and angry. I’m still angry—-for Florida, Texas and GA, and we need to figure out with the people who did make it through—how to help those states.

Talk about whatever---I’m actually trying to work today---ha!  This should be interesting.