Arggggh. Damn it, 2016!

Goodbye, Carrie Fisher. Thanks for everything you did for women. Thanks for giving zero fucks about how you weren't pretty and young any longer. Thanks for returning to Star Wars and showing us how those Skywalker boys are weak as shit.[1] Thanks for not giving up. Just...thanks. You were a bad ass and will be missed. Terribly.

[sigh] It's been a rough few days. Sorry I missed Monday. I've been having migraines. I knew those shots in my neck would be temporary, but I didn't know how much of a difference they'd made. Humans can adjust to just about anything. And I didn't know how bad it was getting. The good news is, it's still not as bad as it was because of the new meds. So, yay?

I can't help feel that we (progressives) are being abandoned by all our heroes because it's time to prove ourselves. We've hit that point in the story where the wise wizardly teacher/mother/mentor croaks it and leaves the student to grow into a new, more powerful role. Prince, Bowie...everyone...they're leaving us in droves, it seems. This is the architypical transition when everything looks the darkest. This is where the strong do not give up hope, but keep fighting and growing into the being they were meant to be all along. We've got this. To pull a quote from another of my favorite films...

Never give up. Never surrender.

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​[1] THIS.