The Walk

It was dark already, at 7:15pm, a testament to the onslaught of winter, my least favorite time of year.

I left my house and walked slowly, feeling the effects of the sinus infection that took over my body after the recent root canal. Stuffy plodding took me about three blocks from my home, to the rec room of a local Senior Home.

I took out a well-marked sheet of paper containing my notes and thoughts to reference, and then my ID, which I showed a to a tired woman who was ready to go home after a long day. I cleared my head as much as possible...

And Voted.

I don't care what or who you voted for so long as you did it. Act.