shadows of echoes of memories of songs

I feel as though I missed the party — well, I did miss the actual election party we were invited to last night, feeling just too rotten to go out into the cold, but I probably wouldn't have stayed up all night anyway. We watched the first couple of results come in on the BBC's live feed (live blogging! tweets and emails from Have Your Say people! live videocast!) and then went to bed, setting the alarm to 7am so that we'd catch the on-the-hour news.

We woke to the sound of cheering.

monkeyhands says pretty much what I wanted to say about the result. It does feel like the future; it feels as though the world has, literally, changed overnight. Change has come.