You know those mornings where you wake up so hungover that, in the space between lifting your head off the pillow and clambering upright, it's totally necessary to spend three to ten minutes perched on the side of the bed, shoulders limp and frowning at the skirting boards? I'm pretty sure that's what a lot of us felt at dawn on Friday.
I was part of the 48% of the country that wanted to remain because although the EU wasn't perfect; the problems it faced were all of ours to bare. I can imagine there is shock across europe with many outsiders wondering how does such a big and multicultural nation that played such a prominent role in the EU suddenly vote to leave based mostly on issues of immigration?
I'm not going to claim we're out of the woods yet; there's a long way to go till the fruits of independence are laid bare. For starters, we're certainly not going to be spending that phantom £350million anytime soon (if it even proves to exist). But seeing people write off a historic opportunity on the basis of one day's events is absolutely crackers.
I am proud to be part of the 48.2%. I am proud to stand up for what I believe in, and I'm proud to be part of an age demographic in which the majority voted Remain. I am passionate enough to fight the opinions of those who don't agree with me, and to hope for more than what we have been left with in 2016. I believe in the EU, and I believe we can choose to overcome. This is what it's like in the 48.2%.
Yes, we lost, by a ludicrously slim margin, but our only (likely) choice is to move forward. Perhaps we needed to experience the gut-punch of having something we believe in and rely so heavily taken away from us, to understand how those in the forgotten corners of our country felt when they voted us out.
We vote remain with neither pride nor joy; we do it as a way of getting back to square one, a way of trying to pretend that all the dirt that has been dug up over this campaign never had been. This referendum was sold to us on the false pretence of democracy and has ended in a display of cavemanism. Vote remain on June 23rd and we can get to work trying to clean up this mess.
There's a land where those who dare to dream can do whatever they like, with careless abandon. Where it's entirely possible to be whomever you want, whenever you need. And when the moment arrives to change your mind and walkaway, you can - with no more than a friendly wave and smile in exchange for the trouble.
What is clear is that the referendum debate is not a narrow discussion of whether we want to remain in the EU or not. Underneath the presented issues of In and Out, the civil war in the Conservative party, the loss of the working class by the Labour party and the near silence of the Lib Dems, is a more fundamental question - what sort of country do we want to be? Neither Remain nor Leave has won the moral high ground, as neither of them has tried to take it.
We need to live in harmony with our environment; we need to treat people with respect, affording them dignity and security in work, not simply treating them as economic units to be exploited. Let us celebrate the diversity of our world, seeing the commonality that connects us all as human beings. It is gratifying to see that more and more of our young are embracing these values. In the words of my grandson "I see myself as a citizen of the world"
2016 is the biggest ever year for vegans, with brands such as Quorn releasing egg-free products, Guinness planning to create a vegan beer, and Ben & Jerry's announcing dairy-free ice creams. Universities are generally known as places that advocate this sort of forward thinking and embrace positive change. Why then do so many British universities seem so behind on providing vegetarian and vegan options in their student unions?