We have to go home tomorrow.
This weekend was amazing. We needed it. Sunshine and baseball, too much booze, an art museum, carnival junk food and sea lions.
And then tonight we saw a girl fight at McDonald's. I think it is possible the city is telling us to get the hell out.
I didn't sleep at all this weekend. I think I just went too long wound up too tight. Or it could be that I knew I was only a few sleeps from having to go home.