She's Going to Be Fine...

She'll walk out on her own two feet. She and Chelsea will have more time to spend together. She'll catch up on sleep. She'll watch the Tivo'd episodes of Dancing with the Stars that have maxed out her DVR's hard drive. She'll read something that's not a policy paper, not a poll, not a daily financial report... probably not the NY Times or the Washington Post... maybe not an Oprah pick per se but something worthy of a long hot bath. No cell phone or email interruptions and certainly not Bill bursting in for a quick wee. After 35 years. After all those rope lines. After all those chicken dinners. After all those committee meetings. After all that energy. And time. And preparation. She'll be fine. She'll be ready. On day one. When she ends her campaign for the White House.