The reverie has ended, or at least mutated in something concrete, some longer-term objective to look forward to. We will roll up our collective sleeves; get to work to fix the awful mess created during the last 25 years of free market fundamentalism, and the last 8 of futile warmongering. Or so we hope.
For now, the best way to celebrate for me is to go back doing what I love: write some more. For the time being, that means immersing myself once more in the parallel universe of Nino and Bruno, two dead guys roaming the beautiful Santa Teresa surroundings.
The battle, imagined or not, will restart soon enough.
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