At Some Point
This past weekend, I got the urge. It's something that exists for anyone who has worked on a political campaign. It's a feeling that comes from knowing exactly what is going on at this very moment in all 50 states. It's not something that simply fades away; it's always there, trying to reel you back in. It gnaws at you, making you feel guilty that others are out there putting in their 70-80 hour work week on the campaign while you've gone soft with your 9 to 5 job while simultaneously raising your child. How dare you! How dare you fade away into normality while Trump and his minions are a midterm victory away from continuing to wreck the country that you know and love! Can you honestly look your thirteen-month-old daughter in the eye and tell her that you're doing everything in your power to curtail American fascism? And so, to quiet this voice in my head, I threw my hat back in the ring. I found an opportunity through a campaign alumni network to work on the Te...
