Today I endured a rant from a person of a certain political viewpoint. It was a rant I could not respond to, not because there was no response to the absurd untruths that were uttered, but because I have learned that debating this particular person only results in a having to endure a lengthier, more aggressive and increasingly absurd tirade. How people can believe the lies they hear without seeking verification, which would easily expose these points as untrue, is astounding. As the rant continued, I slowly made my way, step by step, toward the door. I left in a sweat and drove home wrecked with anxiety over the extreme division in our country.

At home, I felt my heartbeat was irregular and checked my blood pressure. It was 152/92. Never in my life have I had high blood pressure. A doctor visit would be in order, if we were not already overwhelmed with bills. 

As I write, I am listening to an Icelandic opera. Klang Der Offenbarung Des Göttlichen – Teil I & II, by Kjartan Sveinsson. Gorgeous music. This is my therapy, helping to abate the unease I feel rehashing my feelings. At this time in my life, developing a consistent routine of exercise, meditation and relaxation seem critical to longevity. Church, too. Let us always keep the faith.