I had no idea optimism was so exhausting! It’s only 6:30PM and I’m listing 40 degrees to Serta Pillow Top.
There were, of course, so many images. I haven’t even looked at all that I clicked. And, words. His, of course. We are now officially in the hands of a wordsmith. But, the surprise? That poet who followed him. I must find out more about her. I loved it.
The television is now on mute in the living room.
Ironically, my final image for this series “Driving to the Inaugural” is not one from the inaugural podium, or the monuments, or even the millions of people crowded together on the mall.
It is one of the new President and his wife walking down Pennsylvania Avenue after the inaugural. One foot in front of the other, their-our- journey begins on pavement despite armored cars and bailouts trailing behind and before us.
They were on the way to the White House before attending the inaugural parade.
Me? I went to pick up my repaired computer! Hard Drive intact, nothing lost. A new logic board installed.
A good omen for the republic, don’t you think? Ah.
See you in a few days and thanks for coming along for the ride.
I’m now mere inches from the pillow top, fading fast….fast…fa…..
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
©Pat Coakley 2009
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This is the 15th and final post in my series called “Driving to the Inaugural.” I am driving from my computer with the assistance of memory and past images and television and internet. Triple A doesn’t have road service for this journey even though I have a premium membership. Here are the others in the series:
