'Round midnight...Actually sometime earlier than that, one of my roommates knocked on my door. K's got a TV, and we were watching the election.
"I think he won..."
"Eh?"
"He's making a speech..."
The "he", of course, being Barack Obama.
K went out for a smoke. Meanwhile I stood up in her doorway.
All I could do was stand there, hands clasped in front of my face, transfixed.
"Dear Jesus..." It was a plea and a prayer.
"Dear Jesus...Dear Jesus..."
Barack Obama is the president of the United States.
To feel the weight of it...To take it in...
I'll post more on this soon. I promise. ;)
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