#NotMyPresident

So much can change in a day. Yesterday I took the F subway to meet Marten in Bryant park. The street was buzzing, open gazes all around, and people proudly wearing 'I voted' stickers. The sun was shining and all was good. 
Today I met Marten in Bryant park again. The atmosphere on the street is silent and sad and above all heavy with disappointment. No more stickers and gazes are towards the pavement. 
It's hard to take in and tears could not be kept in. Yesterday we went to a bar thinking we would join a party, today we could join this protest instead.