Woke Up New

This morning I woke up and it was sunny out. It was clear enough that I could see the Olympic mountains out my skylight, framed by the Seattle skyline and the Space Needle. It was a beautiful new day, and the world just seemed better, as if a huge grey cloud had been lifted from everything.

Last night, I came home just before the election was called, so Rachel and I celebrated alone with a toast and a glass of wine. After the commotion had settled, I started trying to do homework. I could hear the helicopters following the celebrations. Firecrackers were going off on my block. I read the news. Then, when I was in it with my homework, my friend Catherine texted me. “hey, are you on pike and broadway by any chance?” No. But she convinced me to go party. I got Rachel out of bed (she couldn’t sleep anyway) and we walked to the intersection of Pike Street and Broadway avenue. What we saw…

I fucking love this city. This is what we’ve been working for. God bless the United States.