I went back in time yesterday. My flight left at 3:30 p.m. on Sunday, and I arrived in San Francisco at 8:30 a.m. on Sunday. It is a little surreal arriving in the morning when you left in the afternoon. When we went the other way, it just felt like a really long day.
My bed has never felt so comfortable. It was nice to unpack and know that I'll be in one place for awhile.
Lesson learned: Time travel is exhausting.
Monday, April 23, 2007
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