Better than a new Corvair - my dad actually bought one

There has been a sea change that I feel recently.  For the last three or four days, I have become more future oriented than ever before in my life.  I don't know when I've been so fascinated by the possibilities of the future.  Even the sixties, with all the new cars and technologies and business models and ideas and colleges and social movements can't rival for me these last few days.

I think this entrancement with the future is because I know in a few days Barack Obama will be sworn in as our Commander in Chief, and all the people he has asked to assist him will step into their roles.  I don't think I realized just how sad and discouraged I had become about our country and its position in the world during the W years.  It reminds me of when we got a regular mattress to replace our waterbed, and the 2nd morning I woke up without back pain.  It was so odd to realize that a simple, meaningful change could make such a difference in my life--a change I really didn't know was so very necessary.

I rode the light rail to work this morning.  And despite what I wrote in the blog before last, my friend really is getting better, despite everything.  I made dinner, and it was good.  I shared some kitchen time with Max.  Things are coming along.  There are real possibilities.  Before I give up for the night, I'm going to check out the MLK Day volunteer page that the Obama network sent.  There are so many possibilities!