The title of this diary is a line from the chorus of Better Days, by one of my favorite contemporary alt-pop-rock bands, the Goo Goo Dolls. I don’t think it would be possible to sum up how I feel about tonight any more completely or succinctly.
And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days.Cause I don’t need boxes wrapped in strings
And desire or love or empty things
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days.
— Goo Goo Dolls, Better Days
For the first time in years, I am truly hopeful. Hopeful that things are turning around. Hopeful that people are waking up. Hopeful that, after 6 years of falling backward, we can begin to move forward again.
But don’t doubt for a second, the most important word up there in that title is Begins. For if we look at tonight in any other way, any victory we may achieve will be fleeting and shallow. We have gained a foothold in our fall, nothing more. And now we must being to climb.
When the sun rises tomorrow, it will be the dawning of a new day. Let us continue to make sure that corruption and injustice are in full light. Let us not tire in the work of pushing ever harder for our ideals.
Let’s make tomorrow our day.
