||[Nov. 3rd, 2004|07:22 am]
Okay, I know I'm not alone when I admit that this election is getting to me more than any other one in my lifetime.|
I had three distinct dreams of waking up and finding out who the President was going to be.
1) I turned on the TV and CNN said that Bush won.
2) I ran downstairs from an NYC apartment I somehow lived in, and Dr. Phil and his camerawoman, who were out on the sidewalk, told me that Kerry won. This prompted me to.. er.. hug Dr. Phil.
3) My boss in a mall job I never had in real life, in between yelling at me for being late, told me that Kerry won.
Last night, before I went to bed, I zonked out into a deep meditation in which I laid Bush, Kerry, the election, and pretty much the whole world on my altar. I turned it all over to the Gods, because they know more than I do, and asked that things work out for the best, whatever that may be.