Back in Boston (well, Waltham)...
The flight was horrible. Truly a flight of the damned... We sat for 90 minutes on the tarmac while the ground crew played who's luggage is this.
Then, we finally made it up in the air.
It's late, I'm exhausted. I'm finally back in Boston. A quick shower and then I'm off to bed.
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Thoughtless babblings by someone unable to turn off his normal mental brakes before speaking.
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Welcome home....
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