garran | (no subject)

I got up early this morning to get a ride down with my mother to vote, and so I am very sleepy today; it's a little unsettling how much quietly harder that makes it to think. I have this vague idea of my mind and my identity as things that exist and operate without usually being bothered much by physical constraints; that it's possible, and even the normal way of things, to be so perfectly clear-headed that I'm hardly there at all. I know, when I consider it, that this isn't true, but it's strange to be reminded how completely.

I don't think I've talked to anyone who isn't conflicted about how they're voting today; there are a lot of dilemmas, prisoners' and otherwise. In the case of my most central dilemma, I'm still not sure that I made the right choice, though I've been thinking about it for weeks. But it makes me cheerful to have done, even so; for some half-rational reason, voting is a lot of fun.

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You vote a lot!

Makes me wonder if I'm doing something wrong. :_:

*giggle* It's true.

You vote a lot!

Only at election time. I ain't no type of deviant.

-Andy H.

I am not conflicted as to how I voted (or how I would have voted had I not been misinformed about poll closing times), but it's only because of the riding I live in. Libby Davies won by something like a 4-1 margin over the next highest person. I may have the freest conscience of any person who didn't vote.

Congratulations to your riding!

-Garran