I arrived "home" to my sister's house in the Republic close to 2am after a full night: some competitive frisbee and a rousing game of Marco Polo, immediately followed by basketball-watching and movie-watching with a home-brew in hand, with a bit of simultaneous "hands-on-a-friend" physical therapy practice.
I felt like I should call someone and tell them I got home safely.
But my cell phone's in Colorado, and nobody needs to know, anyway.
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