A lonely night in Georgia...


I have my girls here...good, bittersweet times. We're having a blast, but can't believe we're leaving in less than 24 hours.

It's 1:15 am and Ben Harper is singing "Morning Yearning." I see Papa Johns sitting in front of me. Good, good.

Heather and I have not reached our goal of moving items tonight, but we are doing something a bit more important - it's called quality. Q-U-A-L-I-T-Y.

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