Well, I stayed till Monday afternoon to make sure everything was safe and sound and then drove, um, I'd say around 95 on I-85 back to Charlotte to get to work by 4. (Thank you God for letting the police be busy with other important things that day). I was exhausted. I honestly felt like bursting into tears at work because I was so deliriously overwhelmed with the weekend's events and my own tired-ness. Oh, and Taylor was in Asheville for an interview, so I had no one to go home to :(
When I got off work that evening, I drove home to my empty apartment and was about to collapse on the couch when I saw this...
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