I had a 2 paragraph long Blog post written out to publish yesterday/last night. But with all the overwhelming excitement of the countries events last night I couldn't stay home nor use the same words that I used around 2:15pm on Tuesday, because around 10:45pm those weren't the same words I felt. In fact I didn't feel any words. What I felt was something beyond words. I felt and thought "Is this what it feel like to exit the birth canal and enter the world?" "Is this what people feel on their wedding day?" "Am I awake? Is this a dream? Or is Barack Obama (An African American Man in America) REALLY The 44th President of these United states?"
^ The Days Newspaper^
Well it was a dream last night.... The Dream that Martin Luther King had decades ago that came true last night on November Fourth in the year Two Thousand & Eight. Sorry it took so long Doctor, we all wish you could have been here. You would have been proud. To my Uncle Ostin (R.I.P) I only wish you would have atleast made it this far. But I know you both are looking down in awe and pride.