Tuesday, January 20, 2009

At Last


When I went into work this morning, we were under one administration. When I left this afternoon, we were under another administration. As I walked to my car, the air felt cleaner, the sun brighter, the edges softer, and the atmosphere healthier. We are so lucky to live in a country where change is allowed, mandated, expected, and counted on. Not everyone is so lucky as we.

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