Maybe I am a giant baby. Maybe I feel vulnerable at 56. But this event has placed a giant tarp of fear and anxiety on me since, like, 4 am. What am I anxious about? My president suffering and dying a horrible death. Chaos. Russia. China. Iran. Terror groups. Madness. Kind of freaking my stuff. Big bike ride helped. Albert comforts me. But I am really scared. What if a Russian missile lands on my pdoc's house? Who would take care of me. Prolly sound like a baby. I used to rebuild infants' noses pieea cake listening to Led Zeppelin This? I am super frightened.