There was a lot going on last night. The gallery stroll. The improv show. A Raptors game. But after an exhausting day at work, I didn't feel like doing anything at all. I sat home and read and wrote and was in bed by 9:30. It was great. Now I understand why God designed weekends with rest in mind.
Of course, I was awakened at 1 AM by Roommate Ryan who, along with Reese, was a little inebriated and needed a ride home. But that didn't bother me at all. I'd much rather lose out on some much needed sleep than let them attempt to drive somewhere in that condition. I know he'd do the same for me.
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