Anticipation
It feels like the night before my bar-mitzvah (or my wedding) or even that night that we went to the hospital to await the little dude who'd be Benjie. The anticipation of an extraordianry day. Every minute of tomorrow matters; the entire day is filled with importance. It's the closest thing to secular kedusha.
The stakes are enormous. The only election I can compare this to is England's or America's in 1940. Not because of the players (no FDRs or Churchills around) but because of the stakes. The world is in flames - set by Osama B. but fanned into an uncontrolled deathtrap by Georgie W. I had a late night meeting and I've been struggling to get these words down before I sleep to awake on one of the most important days of my life. But unlike those first three events which applied to me and my loved ones alone, tomorrow everyone on earth will feel the same way - that each life on earth hangs by a thread. And we all hold our breath.
The stakes are enormous. The only election I can compare this to is England's or America's in 1940. Not because of the players (no FDRs or Churchills around) but because of the stakes. The world is in flames - set by Osama B. but fanned into an uncontrolled deathtrap by Georgie W. I had a late night meeting and I've been struggling to get these words down before I sleep to awake on one of the most important days of my life. But unlike those first three events which applied to me and my loved ones alone, tomorrow everyone on earth will feel the same way - that each life on earth hangs by a thread. And we all hold our breath.
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