Hold your breath. I know I am...
More then likely I will be the only person in my office tomorrow morning. I hope so anyway. That means they are all out voting. My pick was sent off two weeks ago, right into the dragons lair! By that I mean Florida.
Part of me feels like maybe we have this one in the bag but then I think - no that's what I thought last time. Didn't really work out then, did it? But I have to believe my fellow Americans that you are ready for a change. Please, please, please tell me you are. We can do so much better then the last eight years. I know we can.
I feel like some of us are pulling this rope up hill and attached is a large heap of something indistinguishable, but we can't pull it alone. I see hands, and feet running to keep up. We have a hold of this thing, all we need are a few extra hands, but those hands are on hips, with lips pressed tightly together. They watch with eyes filled with fear, standing unmoved, all around us. They won't help because they think we are pulling some terror object up over the hill and want nothing to do with it. But the truth is - they don't know what's in the barge, they can't know. We don't know but we hope it's better then what's already over the hill. SO we continue on. Pulled by some collective need to get this task done.
I can't say anything that has not already been said before. So I will just be glad I suppose that the turn out will be beyond anything it has ever been, in that way I know we can make it. Maybe it won't be my side but at least it shows passion and commitment form everyone - feeling something is a million times better then being passive. In playwriting it's always the passive characters that hold the story back, that's why it's important to create motivation and a want/need... because if you want something, anything, you have to create action to get it.
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