I have been a nervous wreck the last few days, completely unlike my usual confident self. And it's not that I don't trust the polls and commentators and their reassurances, but (I finally realized) just that I'm being triggered by Election Day itself. 2016 was so traumatic, because I had a fair idea of how catastrophic Trump was going to be, that it may freak me out every time another presidential election comes around.

Yes, the good guy's going to win this time. And Kamala Harris will take the next step toward becoming our first woman president. And the Senate will be delivered into Chuck Schumer's able hands. And 45 will be delivered into the able hands of the Attorney General of New York, who one hopes will show him no more mercy than the writers of the history of this benighted era.

But I'll be staying close to my wine rack until the race is called.

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