They’re everywhere. A little breathless, apple-cheeked, stacks in hand. Street to street, neighbourhood to neighbourhood.
Volunteers getting the vote out. Every single one counts today.
I want to roll down my window as I drive by and cheer for them.
Cheer for the hope in their gait.
Cheer for the heart that pumps bigger and better.
Cheer for the faith in systems, in the wheel turning in the right direction.
Cheering is better than griping.
Advance poll results indicate a huge increase in voting. This thrills me. We are not deadened pod people after all.
Today is a day for the dreamers.
Put away your faded flags.
It’s a good day to be Canadian.