At 5:45 in the morning, there were already more than two dozen people in line. The many behind me was wrapped in a polka-dotted blanket. People were friendly and chatting. I stopped and took it all in. This moment is not promised to everyone. I'm grateful for the responsibility to be able to vote.
When I got my ballot and walked to the booth, I looked at the names. I took a deep breath and voted...feeling grateful again. Every single person working at the election was smiling and kind. It felt like everyone appreciated this moment.
I got my fancy voting sticker and left. The whole process took no more than thirty minutes, but it's a process that means a lot. I'll leave for work shortly and go on with my day, knowing that I started by voting. I made my voice heard.
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