Change We Can Believe In

I think this is my first political dream. I had a dream that the kids and I were travelling with my mom to the inauguration. I remember going down a bunch of stone steps, excited to be there. It was the excitement of travel plus the excitement of the new administration.

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I was sitting on top of a big wooden scaffold in front of a building. Below, was a grassy area. There was a line of people behind me. My mom was on the ground, calling for me to come down. Apparently, in order to vote, you had to jump off this wooden scaffolding high above the ground. I was scared. The guy in front of me scoffed at me and tried to push me to jump. I didn't want to. People were waiting for me to do it; they all wanted their chance to express themselves. I don't know if I was ever able to commit.