Oh, Boy.
Neighbor freshmen have come home for the weekend.
And they are messed up emotionally. This was their very first election. Betrayal, shock, and fear are all floating around here like snow in a blizzard. They are talking to mom about their feelings, but don't really want to talk to any of us neighbors.

Man, I am glad I am not a 19 year old .....
I would be so high, and stay so high, for as long as posable.

And I won't blame any young person for doing this. At least in the short term.