shaeberry: (Default)
[personal profile] shaeberry
I felt beauty happening.

Maggie and I finished rehearsing, and we could hear the screams from outside. I said, "Let's go, I need to be there." Grabbed her hand, my bags, and we went, skipping and yelling from 13th and 6th to Union Square, anticipation building... building...

We witnessed, and participated in, unadulterated joy that I haven't seen the likes of in my lifetime so far. People screamed, wordless, clustered together. Crying, kissing, rioting, chanting, believing. I called everyone that I knew would be there already, and ran into some more. Said goodbye to Maggie, found Myles, clutched him, clung to Blake and Emily with all my might, tearing up again and again, awash with something I couldn't even describe.

I fucking crowd-surfed in Union Square at one in the morning after election day, held aloft by people all screaming the same thing at the top of their lungs: "Yes we can." My skirt was around my waist (thank god I was wearing tights). I didn't care. I was put on the ground, and a girl promptly fell on my face. I'll probably wake up with a black eye tomorrow. I don't care. I don't care that my scene goes tomorrow or that I can't sleep because I'm so full of life. All I know is that in that moment, I felt whole.

We stayed for a few more minutes, but Blake and Myles, who had been outside for hours, and missed Obama's stunning, perfect speech, wanted to go back. Emily and I rallied Buck and Patrick into returning with us. We skipped, screamed, hugged, high-fived complete strangers on the street. Coming home again, we danced to a group pounding out a fantastic rhythm on newspaper dispensers. I asked the security guard if he was feelin' the joy, and he said he couldn't help himself. :)

The feeling that this is unbelievable, perfect history is getting stronger with every moment.
Anonymous( )Anonymous This account has disabled anonymous posting.
OpenID( )OpenID You can comment on this post while signed in with an account from many other sites, once you have confirmed your email address. Sign in using OpenID.
Account name:
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.


Notice: This account is set to log the IP addresses of everyone who comments.
Links will be displayed as unclickable URLs to help prevent spam.


shaeberry: (Default)

November 2011

67 89101112

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 24th, 2017 09:10 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios