Change is in the Air

I have never had the urge to become American. To be honest, I've also only had fleeting moments of desire to visit the country. I don't really know why. Maybe it's the fact that the country is huge and always seemed crowded to me, or that I didn't like the idea of so easily disappearing in the crowd. I can't pinpoint why exactly, I just know that this is how I've felt for the longest time. But today, for more than a moment, I wanted to be American. If only to be able to participate in that historic election.
I am a lover of history. I have always loooooved stories of old. My friends have often called me a bore because of this. Today was a classic and rare example of history in the making. And what I would have given to be there in the flesh. But as I am not, I have to relish it continents away.Writing about how both end-of-the-election speeches moved me would do neither justice. So I am just going to say that it was a great battle, fought by two worthy, passionate men. Oh, to be alive and see these events is invigorating. And I'm not even American.
Now how do I make this feeling last?