On November 3, sometime in the evening, when everyone in the campaign office is tired, drained, a little saddened that their work is about to come to an end, yet excited by the challenges ahead and the promise of revolution...
... a meditative mood prevails, and then suddenly all the campaign workers are seized by a vision of the possibilities tomorrow brings. First one, then another, speak of their hopes, their dreams, their longings:
And so the day ends, and another begins.
Yes We Can