Dealing with the Uncontrolable

 Fiorella is afraid, and her heart is pounding with memories of four years ago, when Hillary got shafted. Please God, go Blue. 

Your girl is weeping-- not only for the country, but also for herself. She tries so hard to do the right thing, handles all the hard work she can by herself, and tries (even at her own expense) to make everyone happy, but out of the blue, she was hit by a surprise attack by a dearly beloved branch of her own family.  

By the way, you remember about a week ago when Fiorella snapped a branch across herself for firewood and the branch snapped back? Well, perusing FB's anatomy pictures, Fio learned that she'd wounded her left kidney. Luckily, it does seem to be healing, but you can bet that your girl is going to be more careful of what she is snapping next time.

What's happened to you, Fio? You're an intellectual--an author, an artist, a composer, a linguist--so what are you doing spending all your time scrubbing walls and crying your heart out about the state of the world?

Don't tell anyone, but Fiorella has decided to escape reality and spend the afternoon watching Miss Fisher Murder Mysteries.