Logic says that if you are going to drive four-plus hours to and from the middle of nowhere on a weeknight, you must either a) have a really good reason, or b) have an extreme lack of sanity. While my own mental awareness lingers precariously between these two states, I did in fact have a really good reason for this drive. Many reasons actually. Here are just a few of them.
Family I don't get to see nearly often enough,
sunsets that make my heart melt,
and the graduation of a cousin who's more like a brother to me.
Call me crazy, and it might be warranted, but I think the tall cowboy was definitely worth the sleep-depriving adventure. I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
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