When I first walked in the door, after being on the road for 12 straight hours, the first thing that I said was, "Oh, my God! The doors... are orange! And the walls... they're GREEN! You PAINTED?" and my mom said something like, "Gee, I've missed you too, sweetie." (And then we did the Kodak-moment-hug thing.)
Basically, being in Normal is kind of like that. Everything is the same, but different and a little weird.
Anyway, I'm going to sleep, good night kids and happy holidays, etc.
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