Voting Pains

Immediately after we got into the car to head home after voting tonight, we called T4 to ask him about dinner. He of course cheekily asked if we'd changed the world. Truth be told, dropping the absentee ballot into the box felt satisfying (I was undecided for a long period of time and so delayed the process of mailing in the permanent absentee ballot). It was my one yellow drop in the pool of votes. I make fun of the process, I gripe and complain about many of the results, and I scoff at the choices I'm given, but no matter what, I feel good about the opportunity to make a choice -- right now, at this point in time. Whether it's Obama or Clinton, I would still be relieved.