queasy…

…has been my word for today. i did enjoy the rush of standing in line at my local polling place checking out my neighbors and saying hello to familiar faces. i felt a real sense of community as i passed my neighbor heung who had sense enough to cast her vote early. i felt connected as i chatted  with a fellow voter, a recently naturalized immigrant who was casting his first vote ever, thrilled that he was finally able to answer the call in his new country. there was an almost  festive air about the polling place as people chatted in hushed tones and laughed over cups of coffee. after checking and rechecking my ballot again, i dropped it into the box and simply let go. i was adament about not watching the polls or making myself crazy with the talking heads of the various media outlets. instead i threw myself into my work all day and now at home i’ve numbed myself with a glass of wine and reruns of family guy and the office. after being in a constant state of nausea for the past two weeks, anything else would have tipped me over the edge and you know i don’t want to waste a perfectly good fume blanc! aside from that, it felt good to have a candidate that i could really get behind. that i could listen to without rolling my eyes with complete cynicism. that obama thrilled me with imagination, dignity and true compassion should be something that every candidate should instill. and i’ll say it, that he is half african american AND half caucasian i believe provides that bridge for soooo many of us who always believed it could and should happen. this kind of unity is what we’ve all been craving and people really rolled up their sleeves and got behind it. i’m glad my gram is around to see this. i think she will be the first person i call….