January 19th, 2009, 6:01 p.m.
I have never experienced such enjoyment being in such a high concentration of people.
Strangers shaking strangers hands after they trade-off taking pictures for each other. People are saying “sorry” when they bump into you. People are talking about politics and interacting with the inescapable presence of history surrounding them.
After walking around all day, I have parked myself on the floor of a Borders book in search of relief and some internet. I find both. I pay my $5.99 for 24 hours of internet. Looks like I will be returning to Borders.
The atmosphere in here (and everywhere else) is hard to describe, but I’ll try anyway.
It’s like when you have a good hand in poker, and you’re just waiting to play it.
There is a palpable sense of anticipation and enthusiasm. I haven’t seen one person snap at another, which is rare in such a city.
I’m not the only one sitting on the floor of a bookstore. Many other kids, mostly my age more or less, are in the same boat as me—just waiting for the big day tomorrow.
And let me remind you, I voted for McCain.
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