Mom always told me to “stop wishing your life away.”

She was right, of course, but that doesn’t stop me from wishing we could get through these next 101 days in rapid-fire time.

Nov. 3 is Election Day. Joe Biden is leading Donald Trump by, oh, anywhere from 10 to 15 percentage points nationally. He is leading in all the key “swing states” Trump won in 2016 while pilfering the election from the previous presumed odds-on favorite for the presidency, Hillary Rodham Clinton.

That leads me straight to my point. I would be foolhardy to the max to underestimate — in the words of filmmaker/pundit Michael Moore — the evil genius that lurks inside Trump’s combed-over skull.

Let us not forget that Clinton held a similarly wide lead over Trump at roughly this time during the 2016 campaign. Then it vanished. She still pulled more actual votes than Trump, but the lead vaporized down the stretch; she ended up with a 2.09 percent lead over Trump in the “popular vote,” only to lose the Electoral College by a small amount.

Do you get my point here? If Biden is unable to hold onto the current lead, the door could remain open just enough for Trump to sneak back into the Oval Office for another four years. I shudder at the thought.

Can it happen? Sure. Do I want it to happen? Hah! Are you kidding?

Therefore, I want the next 101 days to zoom past us so we can start to restore the nation’s soul, restart its heart and return it to the respect it once had around the world.

I know, Mom. I am wishing my life away. I hope you understand.