Monday Jon had a dentist appointment so I drove an hour and 15 minutes to pick him up from college. Boy was the drive long and boring. I struggled the whole way to keep from closing my eyes and telling myself to wake me up when it was over. The hour and 15 minutes back was totally different—it was so fun to visit with Jon and catch up on all the news of his life—I told Jon that it took ¼ the time. Wow is time relative. After Jon's appointment, at 5:00pm, we loaded everyone up to take him back to the dorm. It was Monday, after all, and on Mondays, everything that we do, we do together. Except that we left Matt behind because he had a last-minute choir thingy that couldn’t wait. It was a weird drive. In front of us the sky was blue and gold with gorgeous, billow-y clouds. Behind us was grey and stormy. It was quite disconcerting to think that we’d have to drive back home in that. The drive seemed quick because of all the enjoyable conversation. The drive back home was very stormy and very long—nothing relative about it. In fact, at one point, we couldn’t even see the white line on the side of the road and had to turn back and go home another way. The other way was better and we would still have gotten home in okay time if we hadn’t stopped for dinner. After we got back on the road , the storm really picked up. We didn’t get home till 8:30. Brian was exhausted from the stressful driving.
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