I want to write this to have it documented for posterity, but I don't feel like writing, and I haven't felt like writing.
Anyway, On Sunday Feb 3 (or was it Saturday Feb 2?)Barack Obama came to Wilmington, Delaware, and I was one of the 20,000 people who showed up at Rodney Square, downtown Wilmington, on that oh so beautiful of days. The crowd was amazingly diverse--young and old, black and white, gay and straight, and it was one of the largest collectives of people anyone can remember gathering in Wilmington. Barack spoke for about an hour, his typical stump speech, but seeing him in person was so much better than seeing him on TV. I got quite close and had a wonderful view of him. The secret service assassins were perched atop all of the nearby buildings, signaling the potential threat at hand, but Barack showed no concern, standing amidst this sea of people in a totally unsecure area in the center of a downtown square. To be part of that scene was a very moving experience, and I will always remember it. Maybe I'll get to do it again when he starts campaigning in Philly.
He went on to win the state of Delaware on Super Tuesday, one of his many victories that day, and started a long winning streak that still continues today.
In other news, I am lonely, I am stressed, and I think I may be developing an anaclitic depression.
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Hey, you are so lucky that you were able to go and see Obama in person. I wish I was around to help you feel less lonely, but from all the way over here in Japan, the best I can do is tell you to give your brain a good scrub-down and start focusing on the good things around you. It's all about perspective, and I think it's a bad, bad idea to use such big words to describe what's going on in your mind. Keep it simple.
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