When I went to bed late last night, after watching the US election results roll in for as long as I could, it was with the fervent prayer that I would wake up to a world which was, if not immediately better, then at least different, a world which maybe held the hope of something better for the near future.

But the world I woke up to this morning seems even darker than the one I closed my eyes on last night. And for the first time ever, I actually cried over the results of an election.