I rushed home from yoga class this morning with just enough time to slide through the kitchen and flop down and grab the remote before the festivities began.
Thank you C-Span for allowing me to watch without the constant yapping of talking heads.
I thought I'd be excited and tearful and overjoyed but I'm not. It's more of a deep contented sense of relief that now, maybe, we can get to work on restoring our nation.
It's wonderful to see such hope and pride soaring across this nation.
Kind of like a seabird gliding above you.