One of these days, I'll look back on this day and think of it as a day treasured fondly.
Sure, it wasn't perfect, headaches were hard, tempers rose to never-seen peaks, and flying fists were exchanged… but all those snags I hit prior seem so far away now, and in a week or two looking back, I've no doubt they'll be even further.
Except for the now, except for right here, however… this moment here, front and center at the clock tower, was forever.
The glimmer of raised golden trumpets in symmetrical rows on my left and to my right. The bulging, slightly reddened cheeks of many a-trumpeters blaring a tune triumphant, swelling to a crescendo ever higher with my every step forward along the grand red carpet laid out before me.
Behind me was a crowd gradually amassing bigger and bigger. I felt the intense pressure of a million stares on my back, felt it even more when staring front…