It's 6:30 am.
I've been awake for two hours.
All I really want to do is go dancing. That's weird, I think.
I've watched Sister Act on Comcast and am contemplating re-reading the 7th Harry Potter book.
It's too dark to go for a run.
It's too late to go back to sleep.
I'm too mind-boggled to try and start finishing this blog beautifully.
The trip was long. But it went smoothly. Apparently as we landed in DC, the winds were almost too much for our 767. People were throwing up in their vomit bags. I am glad I enjoy turbulence.
We almost missed our third flight (to Denver) because of the line at customs, but we ran, so it was alright.
I am so glad that Mike is my little brother. He's the best.
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