Roadtrip to Augusta

The trip was great. I got to see my good friend Chris. On the way up there, I drove along the back country roads. It was breathtaking. America is beautiful, after all. Trees and pasture and cows and little run-down gas stations... the smell of summer, the open skies... it all combined to make me feel like I was a million miles away, even though it was only 2 hours. It was gorgeous. Then spending the day with Chris was fun... we went down to the Savannah river canal... walked along the side of it... took in the air, listened to the water, and talked about present, past, and future. Beat Chris at the Easter egg hunt which he bragged for WEEKS about how he was going to win... and then got beat by him in Scrabble... he really kicked my ass. He made a 75 point word: LOBSTER. Damnit. Ate so much food that I don't think I'll ever be hungry again... went to a bar with his friends and listened to them talk about their adolescence... what crazy kids. Then crashed and got up this morning. Left at 6 am sharp. Got up 40 minutes before that, went to sleep 6 hours before that. Drove 2:45 hrs on interstates to make it to work in time. Got home with 15 minutes to spare and decided to walk rather than drive. And so here I am. Monday morning. Tired but refreshed at the same time.