this morning #1937.

this morning, you could tell that she was trying her best to stay calm. that uneasy lack of activity in one’s form that often signals a tense attempt to cope in the moment. measured breathing & distant stare. how far away she was from lashing out was much more of a mystery. this is neither the time nor the place for that sort of behavior. historically, she’s preferred to steer clear of “mental midgets.” hasn’t dealt well with folks who “just don’t get it.” today, she has no choice. she’s come here today in support of her boys despite the fact that she may have to interact with the masses. oh how they like to cluck away. say so much but say nothing at all. in fifteen minutes, the show will begin. she’ll probably make it to then.