Shout, Shout. Let it all out.

I've come to terms with the fact that this will be my first of many protests in 2017. I've been here before, in the streets, shouting to the point where I thought my voice would give out. Later wondering whether it had made a difference, yet proud that as a Washingtonian I could walk from the White House to the Capitol, representing others across the country that feel the same way as me. This time I saw more faces. And while I wondered if they'd ever spoken out before on our nation's atrocities, I felt a sense of solidarity. I only hope I'll see them again, in the streets, shouting just as loud as before.