I'm back home. In New York. But I was just home. In Texas. Life is confusing. Where am I supposed to be? When is all this post-quarter-life crisis clarity supposed to sink in? About the time my mid-life crisis hits? Fantastic.
Either way I assume I'm probably not going to figure it out the morning after getting back from a whirlwind trip, the ending of which was spent circling La Guardia airport in the middle of a hail storm, but that's just a thought.
Is it naptime yet?
Will fill you in on the ACL glory tomorrow...
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