Time to shake off the bad dreams, put down the coffee, consult the tarot, and make my way to the polling station. I'm a little apprehensive about voting. Not because of the choices for office, the fact that I'm considering a write-in for mayor, or the 498 ballot initiatives that may cause some residual carpal tunnel, but my polling place is a cramped room behind a church, a little dungeon with no ventilation, a place where during the primary I nearly passed out because of a baby that needed changing.
Can't wait!
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