Here We Are

Well, there you have it. After a very long night, very crazy night, we are still in the same place we were yesterday. And boy, am I disappointed. If hope could win an election, if pure will could pull us through, George Bush wouldn't have gotten a single vote last night. I told someone that if George Bush won, I would cry myself to sleep, but last night I went to bed dry eyed, almost confident that Ohio would turn out and the votes that we needed would be found. I couldn't have been more wrong. A feeling boils up inside of me that I can't explain, I plea with my mind to just wake up, and it will be two days ago, and I could do something, somehow to make a difference. I keep hoping that Morpheus will awaken me with a red pill, that will somehow lead me to a world where this isn't happening. We were close, and that makes it hurt all the more. Like getting something so close in your grasp and then having it snatched away. I keep thinking, if only I had done more, said more, talked to more people, volunteered, then we could have had this. But if only, if only if only. That's no good anymore. I don't know where our country is going to go. I don't know if these next four years will be worse or better than the ones before. All I know is, that right now, this very second and probably for many seconds to come; I feel like crap.