Election Day: This Time It's Personal
Work up way before the alarm clock this morning, nervous and excited. Took a picture of my living room in the early, rainy light because I needed to take a picture of something to hold this day in my brain. My brother will be in Grant Park tonight, one of 2 million strong. I've drunk the Kool Aid. I'm ready.
posted by Screwsan at 7:03 AM
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I know what you did the night before writing this column...stayed up all night long cleaning your room so that you could take this picture!!! Come on, level with me: how much time did you spend hanging up clothes? You can tell me...
That does sound like something my new lame grad school self would do. But no, this room I refer to as my parlor because I never use it. You should have *seen* my bedroom that week.
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