On a day meant to honor her father, who died in the line of duty, she kept it calm, cool, and completely expressionless while accepting a Medal of Sacrifice from a man she clearly doesn’t rock with. That takes restraint, not reverence. Respect.

And yet… no handcuffs, no charges, no stress. Must be magic. 💅🏾

Funny, because from where I’m lying, it feels like peace and freedom. It feels like sanity. I’ll probably get the best sleep I’ve had since November 4, 2024. I know I have to come back eventually, but for now? For now, I’ll take this deep exhale, jump up and down in the bed while screaming #FDT.

I didn’t realize how much I needed this—time away from the noise, from the tension, from the slow-burning dread of what’s next. And the best part? I’m in one of the so-called “shithole” countries he despises.