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My part is done...and now we wait.

The polls for our district (12) were sadly inefficient today. I waited for over an hour, with only 20 or 30 people in line ahead of me and for much of that the line barely moved. As it got closer to 8 AM something shifted and the pace picked up a bit. It was chilly and breezy but the trees in the park were gorgeous and played a symphony of shimmies for us while we waited.

When I was finished, I stepped out to find that the wind had settled and the sun had come out in a lazy stretch, setting poetic fire to the foliage cathedral above us. My roommate was waiting for me so we sauntered to the train, sated and hopeful.

I have discovered within myself a charred, brittle kernel that wants to deny hope. I have nurtured so many precious hopes in these past few years; have watched them struggle, foal-like, to stand on new legs - only to see them smashed into splatter and spray by life's semi.

But I wonder. Can one live without hope? Can I live without hope?

Today I choose not to.



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Nov. 4th, 2008 05:51 pm (UTC)
I choose hope as well! Right there with ya!-Edge
Nov. 4th, 2008 06:15 pm (UTC)
I hope you hope. I hope I hope. I hope all of our charred, brittle kernels sprout new seeds that grow, thrive, and reach for the sky.
Nov. 4th, 2008 07:08 pm (UTC)
Well, that's very......hopeful of you! :)
Nov. 4th, 2008 06:45 pm (UTC)
I'm definitely choosing hope. My charred kernels are getting tossed in favor of the ones that are still viable.
Nov. 4th, 2008 07:06 pm (UTC)
Good for you!

I don't think that tossing my kernel is my work right now. Knowing that it is true and trying to love it all the same...that's where I'm at right now.

Edited at 2008-11-04 07:06 pm (UTC)
Nov. 4th, 2008 08:10 pm (UTC)
I'm glad for your hope, and for mine too. I think that I've learned to feel more cynical and crushed about politics than just about anything else, and today feels like a relief and a reprieve. I hope. And I hope it gets more hopeful.

::sun had come out in a lazy stretch, setting poetic fire to the foliage cathedral above us::

Glorious! We had a bit of that going on today too: bright, warm, sunny, and a couple of just amazing trees. A mango-y gold and a crimson maple that took my breath away.

*joys to you, and to us all*
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