I am so, so sick of the news always being bad.

I hate wondering what each day will bring: mass shooting? Hate crime? New Trumpian atrocity? Sexual predator being put in a position of power?

It feels, so much, like evil is winning. Even inside myself.

I feel hatred every single day.

I don’t often feel love.

I actually took an VIA Assessment on Character at work over the summer to see what my strengths were and, I kid you not, I scored lowest on “Love.”

I have always leaned on the optimistic side, but lately, I feel my hope about EVERYTHING slipping away. About the world, and about my own future.

So what’s good? Well, the Red Sox won the World Series. That’s pretty awesome. Unless you live in Delaware. (WTF, Delaware?)