#1 - My dogs
#2 - Beer
#3 - Mysteries
#4 - Politics
I swore that I was not going to watch the election coverage. I was going to run with R. after work, then go home and relax with my dogs and perhaps have a beer or two. All of these things are true and did happen.
Yet somehow, I found myself on Huffington Post's result page and hitting refresh about every 30 seconds. The suspense is too delicious! I remember the first time Obama was elected. I lived in Chicago (on Broadway, in Uptown) and spent the night chain-smoking decadent rose infused cigarettes from Marshall & McGearty's. Drinking to much wine, pacing around my loft, and kicking myself that I'd declined to go down to Grant Park (my friend has an extra ticket!) because the wait for the El or cabs afterward would be extreme. (I'm kicking myself now, just thinking about the opportunity I passed up for such a silly reason!) I remember the wave of joy that electrified a city that has stayed up late to await the results when the final announcement was made.
People, myself included, ran into the streets. Crying, clapping our hands, yelling in joy, hugging neighbours we'd never met... I've never experienced anything like it. Even the next day, taking the El downtown... the city felt different and surreal, like I'd woken up in a parallel city.
I wonder what tonight's results with have on my current city and on my country itself...