Go.
I've been in DC since Wednesday. That was a hard day for me. Even as I type that, I can't help but sigh with my eyes closed. All I wanted to do was wrap up in a warm cozy fleece. But I don't have one. (Not with me in America anyway.)
As I waited for my flight I tweeted that fleece is the clothing equivalent of comfort food. I would've bought one right then if I could.
Instead my friend loaned me one the moment I arrived in DC.
It felt like a hug I could wear all day.
I needed that.
Never mind the fact that it's ridiculously cold here. At least compared to the HTL. Mmmhmm. I just combined Hotlanta and The ATL to form my own brand new nickname for my current hometown.
So I'll keep borrowing a fleece.
To stay warm and keep my heart feeling as hugged as possible.
From DC to the HTL.
Done.