Voting

Here's the thing...

I love to vote.

I think it's fun.

Every election that I've had the chance to vote in since I've turned 18, you bet I voted in.

I like to pretend that the success of every candidate depends solely on my vote; that my 1 vote is worth like, a million delegates. I know, it's a lot of delegates to wrap your head around... Just wait til the general election when my vote is worth a billion electoral votes. I know, right?!

I like to think that every night when each candidate lays their head down on the pillow, they pray that Carissa Townsend would vote for them...since mine is the only one that really matters... I didn't want to bum people out and break the bad news that no one else's vote matters except for mine, but there, I said it anyway...

I don't even mess around with the early, mail-in ballots either. I like to take my tush down to my polling place on voting day, fill out my ballot, scan it into the big scanner-counter-thingy, get my "I voted today" sticker and wear it all day long, and walk outta there feeling like a contributing, productive member of society. 

Cause I voted.

And voting is fun.

So Tuesday this week?...Yeah, it was a good day.