"The margin is narrow, but the responsibility is clear"

I woke up early at 7am, feeling much like a kid on Xmas morning. Though i may to wait until late into the evening and maybe even into tomorrow to see if i get presents under my tree or four more years of coal in my political stocking.

I went to my local poling place around 9am hoping to beat the crowds, where 2 districts were voting which meant 2 long lines of people waiting to vote. My neighborhood is mixed. Mixed with hipsters and Hispanics. I kinda fall in the middle of that being that half my family is Hispanic and well I’ve been accused more then once of being a hipster (though i like to argue that point) it was heartwarming to see that my neighborhood had come out in full force. There were long lines leading out into the street, of young parents with their kids, hipsters who brought their dogs and large cups of coffee, along side of Mexican grandmas who still don’t speak a lick of English. All lined up to participate in the democratic process.

I snapped a few quick shots while i waited in line for about an hour, spoke to my neighbors and even ran into a long lost friend who i didn’t know lived but few mere blocks away.

(obama girl)

(kids, pets and coffee)

(polling place pets)

(long lines spilled out into the street)

(hipsters waiting to vote)

(the polling booth)

I even took a shot of my vote for who i hope will be the next President Of The United States Of American and who i believe will mend this broken country and who i hope will lead us back into being a country we can ALL once again be proud of.

I urge you all to go out and vote today, its your responsibility as an American and… it will make you feel all warm and fuzzy and we all need to feel a little warm and fuzzy sometimes.