change has finally come
I spent all day yesterday, January 20th, watching the inauguration of President Barack Hussein Obama with speechless joy and stupefaction. I got up at 6:00 a.m., no fun being on the Left Coast of the US at these kinds of moments! (esp considering I went to bed at 3:00 a.m. the night, excuse me, the morning, before -- too excited to sleep, really.)
all day -- literally all day -- I was glued to the coverage, watching the whole thing from start to finish... thrilling every time a commentator said, "President Obama" -- like needing to pinch myself to see if I was really awake and experiencing this, or asleep and dreaming.
I think Wordsworth phrased these kinds of ecstatic moments best when he wrote to his good friend, Coleridge, in a huge long poem called "The Prelude" --
my dear friend
need I say
that to the brim
my heart was full...
I made no vows
but vows were then
made for me.
beyond that, it's late, again, I'm tired, and -- well, I have no more words except yes.... we........... did!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!