It's 7:39 p.m. as I start this post.
p e n n s y l v a n i a
Dan and I are watching CNN, reading tea leaves and bird formations.
Pundits are parsing approval ratings of Biden, then pivoting to North Virginia, Michigan, and again to
p e n n s y l v a n i a.
I feel like I'm watching a slow-motion movie with manic voice-over.
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Now Phoenix. Maricopa County, to be exact. (But only the early voting results...)
Still long lines.
Mesa Community College...
Mesa Community College! - Like Proust's Madeline cookie, Mesa takes me back to Diana, my high-school friend who headed to Mesa after our 1978 graduation, eager to shake off (I can only surmise-- Aren't we all trying to shake something off after graduation?) her Ft. Dodge stomping ground. Who did she vote for? Who do we know?
--Time out--
It's now 8 p.m. and a new batch of election results are pouring in.
Oh. North Carolina, home of my sweet grandbaby Roger, hang in there.
I want to see Iowa. I've been overly hopeful since the Ann Seltzer poll was released over the weekend.
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It's 8:22 p.m.
We are seeing more projections.
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That was my last notation of the night. I stopped watching and went to bed.
Enough.
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