S2. 89 - the conviction of president donald trunt

yay, woohoo, everything is okay, i'm not stuck in a perpetual cycle of cynical thoughts perpetrating my everyday experience, thus ruining any opportunity to connect with a higher power, even if that higher power ultimately ends up being the sun or a gentle breeze on a cool day, or the sensation of kissing someone, or the breath of a loved one being snuffed out during the final moments on earth as the big waves start crashing against our windowpanes, as we hold one another tight and pray to nothing, pray as an act to fulfill the coming silence with a lost angelic sound.... what we were talking about again? oh, right. the president got in trouble, finally. pretty cool, huh?