I’m going out to vote today. I have to. It’s killing me.
I had a dream the other night that I got stuck at a the railroad tracks waiting – – the voting booth was directly on the other side of the tracks. The train was SUPER long and took forever, and by the time the train ended, I got to the polling area just as they were closing up and locking the doors. Disenfranchised via locomotive! Imagine!
So I’m going today to cast that vote early. It’s not as if I need the remaining 7 days to make up my mind. And while I am a traditional girl and really love my traditions – – I’m going to forgo tradition this election season and vote early, so as to avoid any locomotives in my area.
Note:: Chris thinks I’m insane and says that I’m the only person in the world who frets about missing the vote. I bet I’m not. What do ya think?