The sticker

I'm days late, I know.

As my finger hovered over the screen near the box for Obama/Biden, I felt a tingle, a surge, the full electric charge of history pulsing through my body. The red "X" silenced the sensation. By the time I passed through the door of the elementary school turned polling place I was over it. Yes, I'm excited to have a leader that I might actually feel like following, but no matter where I voted, I'm from Missouri. I'm waiting for Obama to Show Me.