i stayed up til four in the morning watching cnn.
watching with my breath held and my browser refreshing and my heart beating.
until he stood before the crowd in grant park,
where my beloved julie jenkins stood in the crowd,
and spoke.
and suddenly my friend keith's halloween costume
was not only inventive,
but somehow intensely personal.
and elizabeth peyton's portrait of michele obama and her daughter
took on new modernity,
new relevance,
new predictive power.
and i was on my feet,
like that crowd in my hometown,
cheering alone in a hotel room half a world away
from the future
being made.
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powerful post.
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