107 Days

by Kamala Harris

And then, with a conspiratorial grin, he’d order us up a chocolate shake or a sundae.

Need to be bffs with Joe Biden based on this

He would have been an ideal partner—if I were a straight white man. But we were already asking a lot of America: to accept a woman, a Black woman, a Black woman married to a Jewish man. Part of me wanted to say, Screw it, let’s just do it. But knowing what was at stake, it was too big of a risk. And I think Pete also knew that—to our mutual sadness.

I really hate how true this was. Would she have won with him? Maybe he would’ve been the difference. I can’t wait until Pete runs though.

I could feel the intensity of emotion, and my only thought, when glancing down at a tear-streaked face or grasping a hand on the rope line: There is so much at stake. I cannot fail these people.

This made me tear up also

All I could do was repeat, over and over, “My God, my God, what will happen to our country?”

Kamala and I having the same exact thoughts on election night … I feel a connection to her