We “lost” six hours overnight, that curvature of the Earth thing. We made a full circle* by returning home from the airport via MARTA. We saw the sun come up from the train.
Home, we discovered that leaves are coming down already; is this from stress? It can’t be drought. Hey, it’s raining now!
BTW, I’m not yawning now, as I’ve had two naps of several hours…hoping to sleep an approximation of overnight later. Fingers crossed.
I think we can legitimately call ourselves home fries.
* Two ways: geographically and by transportation type.