No school tonight. Twelve hour shift at the super-store tomorrow. A supper of grilled cheese and pork-n-beans. Some of us wonder what Washington's thinking. Some of us wonder why Washington's handing out fortunes to the extremely fortunate. Some of us feel shocked. Some of us feel angry and distraught. Some of us can't afford to feel anything these days. We're terrified and we hide our heartaches from our health plans because they have a history of denying coverage. We're bewildered and we hide our disillusionment from our neighbors and our bosses because we never know who's uncle works for Homeland Security. Between school and work and worry, we feel worn out. Between the pace of change and the depth of change, we feel crushed. Some of us wonder how long we can keep slogging along. Some of us wish we hadn't sold the unions down the river.