Early morning in the ‘burbs. Coffee, computer, silence. Light has not yet pierced the skies. Dogs are fed. Rest of family still asleep — oops, thud of some large foot hitting the floor above.

Living in one of the richest counties in the nation and in the South for a “Yankee,” non-believer, non-GOP, non-[many characteristics of current social/political America] challenges my sense of self continually. This will be an interesting adventure possibly.