I'm pissed at myself. I went all the way to the inauguration then procrastinated my way into just now writing about it tonight. The emotions aren't as fresh as they were up until now. Still unforgettable, but not as awesome to talk about anymore. Despite only seeing the Obamas, Bushes and Joseph Lowery within reach for probably 45 seconds combined and standing in 15 degree weather for hours with the wrong shoes, it was everything. Absolutely one of the top 5 moments of my entire life. A couple of complete strangers hugged me and I wasn't even tripping. I will never forget how I felt that day. It was the pinnacle. I've been to the mountaintop!
The only thing that would've made the feeling better is if I was actually Michelle or Barack Obama and this was happening to me. Oh or if I'd met my own Barack Obama in the crowd or something. I kept telling myself at the time, "The next time you're pissed, just remember this moment."
Well that was a week ago and I told myself that this morning and then turned around and told myself "oh shut up," so I need a new plan. But I liked that I remembered to try. That's something.
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