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After about 3 days with my family I spent about 4 hours on the road thinking about everything that went on. While i'm not 100% sure of how to put it all in words, i guess the hardest part was 3 days of feeling out of place, under foot, in the way, and otherwise a burden. It was good to get home, see the boys, and try to get back into the regular grind. More to come tonight, Maybe, its gonna be one of those nights, I feel "two six pack of shiner, 99 cent butane light, Lucky strikes, and a fifth of patron. Looks a good one comin' on"