was election day.
so I wrote in blue to bolster my hopes for one Barack Obama.
the air felt like approaching holidays,
like Thanksgiving and warm foods and such.
it was a new day after a night of uncomfortable dreaming.
i drove to Macrina before breakfast and picked up whole wheat cider bread, rustic potato bread and a turkey-shaped brown sugar cookie decorated with orange and brown frosting from a girl in opaque yellow tights. the warm bakery was abuzz with excitement not only at the soon-to-be-eaten pastry but for the soon-to-be-decided election.
i only wanted to revel in the November chill and light.
i hoped our country would move in the right direction.
i hoped Americans would make the right decision.
i hoped.
and we did.
Yesterday.
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