Sade ... so fire. I'd wondered reading these how you keep sane, focused, moving on assignment in the vast American Trumplands beyond my beloved Beltway. But now Sade's stuck in my head as I hit this weed and posit aloud to Roxy, my lil ginger doggo whose tail wags her whole body when she gets excited ... like when I tell her that Weigel, through Sade, couldn't have been clearer that to slay a newsbeat you just gotta "Feel No Pain", or something. Coffee when you return? Feels overdue.
Sade ... so fire. I'd wondered reading these how you keep sane, focused, moving on assignment in the vast American Trumplands beyond my beloved Beltway. But now Sade's stuck in my head as I hit this weed and posit aloud to Roxy, my lil ginger doggo whose tail wags her whole body when she gets excited ... like when I tell her that Weigel, through Sade, couldn't have been clearer that to slay a newsbeat you just gotta "Feel No Pain", or something. Coffee when you return? Feels overdue.