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Since about the beginning of August I've been working for the Clinton campaign in my city. Knocking doors, making phone calls, and registering voters. During Get Out The Vote I trained canvassers and ended up knocking 200 doors on November 8.
I had such high hopes for that day. I even had my Facebook Status ready! "Get your umbrellas out ladies! It's raining glass!" As you all know, I did not get to use that status. I will however, save it for the next run at the White House.
I woke up at 3am on November 9th and cried. I cried all day. I cried all week. I'll be honest, I still cry a little. But now anger and determination has taken over. I will take a more active roll in politics, in activism, in my community. "If you thought I was a liberal bitch before, you haven't seen anything yet!"
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NOW! I have wallowed in sadness long enough. And the kitchen (blog post in a few weeks) is almost done. It is time to get back to the gym. To hit the sidewalks/treadmill. I know working out will help me get through the next four years.