Destination: Arrived; Ending: Questionable

We left for Rochester at about 3:00 am and arrived at around 10:00- a seven hour traffic-free trip according to my Dad. I can't tell you how much of a zombie family we were, trying to find humor in the most tedious and mundane processes of express furnishing.

My cat even joined in.

They left me at around 2:30 the next morning. I'm not completely sure why, but that was the saddest goodbye I've had in awhile. Not as strange as when they left me for the life and the draw of the dorms back when I were a freshie, but more of a tug-of-the-heart, eye-swelling funk. My sister even held a hug longer than what she usually gives me every blue moon. 

I would like to blame this peculiarity on fatigue.

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