All of my friends have been talking about how happy we'll be when the presidential election is over with. I've been trying to think of a way to explain how tired I am of partisan division and angry rhetoric, and I found it...in an article in Time magazine by Garrison Keillor:

"...and what will come of all this on Nov. 3? Some people will pick up the morning paper and save it for a souvenir, and the others will wrap up the garbage in it.

What will reconcile us is what has always restored our sanity, and that is the plain pleasures of the physical world, our commonlove of coffee, the world of apples, the movements of birds, the lives of dogs, the touch of skin. Music. Dancing to music. Shooting baskets. Shooting conservatively, scoring liberally. Lacing up our skates, gliding through the dusk. Having worked ourselves into a fever over the future of Western civilization, we will now begin enjoying our oatmeal again, with raisins, chopped apricots and honey from bees that grazed in meadows of clover."