Post Obama Syndrome

I got an email today from my dear friend Max, someone I put countless hours into Barack Obama's campaign with. He emailed about the National Day of Service...whenever I think of the campaign I just feel sad. Is it strange that I am just hoping these four years go by insanely fast so I can start campaigning again?

I miss braving the heat, the cold, the rain for the cause.
And being known as the annoying girl with the clipboard on campus.
Permaflair.
Conference call music.
Late night trips to the office.
The VAN (stalkerbuilder).
Having an excuse to eat unhealthy food.
Feeling like I'm actually getting things done...

He hasn't even been inaugurated yet...