It's difficult for me to absorb the feeling I had when I woke up this morning, or even to describe it.
As I awoke, all I could hear were victory trumpets going off in my head...you know, like the ones from King Arthur, being blown by those duke dudes in tights with feathers in their hat?
Shut up...you know what I mean.
I opened the window and all the little creatures in the woods were waving at me as they danced in a circle holding hands.
Not really...but it certainly feels that way!
It's a beautiful day...my heart feels fuller than it has in a long, long time. Hope has prevailed.
It's a feeling that's been hard fought and won. After knocking on all those doors...after raising more than $1,500 for Obama's campaign...after representing him as a 41st District representative in the primary...after all the caucusing...after all the days of frustration...after all the days of not knowing what the future would bring...after pining over the future of the planet...after suffering the loss of a classmate in Iraq...after the thieves left us standing in our living rooms with an empty bag in our hands in 2000...after a razor-edged steel toed kick in the balls in 2004...after screaming in anger and pain all the way to work the following morning the day after...
...after going through all that...all that garbage...after being beat down so hard again, again, and again...so hard that you can't look up anymore...
...IT'S THAT MUCH SWEETER.
The dawn of a new day has come. I have a little more steam in my stride today.
Oh, and when the sun rose today, it looked like the Obama logo coming over the hill...how about that?
Now the REAL WORK begins...let's get busy! Hop to it!!!