I grieve for my country today. Our Founding Fathers' foray into democracy has been usurped by a narcisstic, thin-skinned, vulgar, vengeful, ignorant, crass, affluenza-ridden manchild.
I don't do adult beverages, but I dealt with my feelings today via copious amounts of hot cocoa.
There's only so much depression-relief to be gained from consuming carbs, however. So its impact was, necessarily, limited in scope. Drinking enough hot cocoa to drown sorrows THIS all-encompassing would land a person in the ER.