always hopeful

Even as the day looks bleak, I love the optimism of this country. The spirit of hope, the desire for change. It's been dormant but it seems in the dark hours we always look towards the light. We hang on, we fight. The odds are great against this man, in this election. There are those that will continue to hang onto the familiar. But I still believe in the pioneering spirit that makes me proud to be an American. A choice made at 15, but must be exercised everyday. To go beyond myself and help make this place just a little better, One vote, One voice, One choice at a time.