So this morning on TV, I saw POTUS sitting alone, waiting to speak at DAVOS.

He looked composed, but it struck me, that he also looked lonely.

This man, the age of my parents, could be retired.

He could be golfing.

Enjoying his grandchildren.

Instead, he was waiting to go to battle for the US.

A battlefield in which he excels.

But a battle nonetheless.

It was inspiring to see him, just waiting.

DJT was the only man who could do this job.

Watching the reception at DAVOS has only brought home the point of how different things would be if he did not win.

But he did.

Here we are.

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons