Jon Summers: With Trump in the White House, we're one nation, under anxiety (but don't just blame him)
You know the feeling: your heart races, your leg won’t stay still while you’re seated, never-ending butterflies in your stomach. But this time it’s not because you are about to speak in public or ask your boss for a raise. This time it’s different. The unease has been sticking around and you can’t seem to shake it.
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