A Week of Mental Pause

 

Yesterday, I cast my early vote.
From that moment on, my single choice was sealed inside a ballot box for a week—out of reach, and out of my hands. 

 

Yesterday, I completed my early voting.
My single vote for the future government was locked away in the ballot box, where it will remain for a week.

Once that happens, my actions can no longer influence the outcome.
And with that realization, my interest in the election itself drops sharply.

The morning news I usually keep on as a kind of clock has now been replaced by campaign broadcasts.
Until last week, I let them play in the background without much thought.
This morning, I turned them off and switched instead to the noisy, restless chatter of commercial TV news.

The forecasts suggest a victory for the Liberal Democratic Party and Ishin, along with continued struggles for the political center.
That seems about right.

From here on, I will be extremely busy for a while.
I do not have the time—or the mental space—to dwell on politics.
Instead, I will use that time for myself.

Today, the first task is simple:
making a to-do list.