He tried to sleep, and I tried to call anyone who would talk to us. She laughed, laid on the couch, and we went to our rooms. Rambling sleepers we were. I've now had two baths and thinking about getting in that still warm water again. Bless it.
I am grateful for bath bombs, bubbles, jets, and time for bath number three.
Fifteen miles tomorrow.
We shared music on the way here.
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