I watched an orange moon rise on the ocean. I was enveloped in thunderclouds without a drop of rain.
I lost a friend once again, only to discover he was merely briefly (in the grand scheme of things) misplaced.
New friends were met. Old friends were greeted. I was kissed by the ocean and woke with sand in my sheets.
That, my friends, is a good weekend.
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