Election day was long. Longer than even I thought it would be. I first set out in the late morning, after the rush hour commuters had made their ways to their jobs and the subway was not nearly as crowded. I knew there would not be much going on that early, but I thought I could get a feel for the mood of the city and see what was going on.
When I returned to Times Square around 7:00, the early results of the election were just starting to roll in. As usual, the area was full of tourists from all over the world, but scattered among them were regular New Yorker's waiting to see the election results in on the screen outside the studios of ABC News on the corner of West 44th Street and 7th Avenue and the large electric billboards in the square that all had the results.
As the night wore on, and the counts flowed in, the mood of the crowd went from hopeful, to despondent. By the time I left after midnight, most had gone home, work in the morning calling them to their beds and they knew what the final results would be when they woke up. The math was not hard to predict at that point.