I woke in my bed at 8:15AM on Tuesday, February 4th. I packed. I did some work. I voted. I went into the office and did all I could and then rushed home to get a few more things before my friend picked me up for dinner and a ride to the airport.
Since boarding the blissfully empty plane at 8:30PM (I had the whole row of three to myself), I have napped 5 hours, met my mom in Boston for breakfast, napped another hour on another plan, gone into the NYC office for work, played a game of squash, taken my first shower in 36 hours and changed my clothes, done some more work, taken my fiend out for drinks and dinner and then sat around talking and reading blogs.
I am tired, but not a bone tired, or a weary tired, just a sleepy tired. There's lots I'd like to tell you, but I'm going to bed.
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