not my vote, not my choice, not my president

[emdiggi]

Called in sick today. Let's call it a mental health day. I woke up and almost knew that if I turned on the TV I wouldn't get good news. I hated being right. My view on reality is kind of askew today. I had such blind hope that the fact that Kerry has lost seems so impossible. I assumed that something special was going to happen last night, and it never happened. I was hoping for another miraculous 0-3 comeback, but never got one. I knew it was going to be a really close, tough race, but I guess I had too much faith in the country to believe we could actually choose this man for president after how we didn't last time around. I can't believe we've given him two terms.

I don't want to move to another country, or give up, or cry. I want a choice. I want change. I want my America.