Christine M. FlowersTHE first thing I did when I woke up Wednesday was to look out the window. The sun was rising in the east, the trash trucks were rolling down the street, children were waiting at the bus stops. I even heard a bird chirping.
It was all good, all normal.
This was a blessing because when I put my head on the pillow on Tuesday, I anticipated the Apocalypse. After 21 months of convincing myself that an Obama win would indeed bring change, only of a devastating nature, it was easy to think that life as I knew it would be over.
It was all good, all normal.
This was a blessing because when I put my head on the pillow on Tuesday, I anticipated the Apocalypse. After 21 months of convincing myself that an Obama win would indeed bring change, only of a devastating nature, it was easy to think that life as I knew it would be over.
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