Monday, November 19

Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back

Despite how hard it was to actually get back to Boston (has Amtrak ever actually been on time?), once I stepped foot on true Massachusetts soil, all was right with the world and Mike Lowell was at third base forever and angels sang and a Dunkin's was on every corner and I flipped people off in traffic and swore a wicked blue streak.

It's good to be home.

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