I'm never homesick for America. Truly. There's very little that I miss about my country of origin - especially the Supersized Excess that has become its hallmark. And in recent years, I've actively resented that its identity is embedded in my accent, my perspective, and my upbringing.
But.
Today, I feel the glimmering, the shadow of hope. It flits across my psyche, and giggles at my dreary pessimism...
Happy inaguration day, America.
May we do better than we have done. May we begin now. This second. I believe it's possible.
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