I hung out with my old BYU roomie tonight. We sat with three other acquaintances at dinner and had a great chat about our children, our lives in different states, our church responsibilities. In the last 22 years since I got married I have seen her maybe 5 or 6 times, either when she has come to Utah to visit her family, or when we have stopped at her home in Chicago on one of our many cross-country trips to see mine. The train has stopped for those short visits, and the passengers that have both boarded and left the train have been numerous: new babies, grown children, career changes. Anything that has caused change.
So this morning, after a 4-hr dinner (we were encouraged to leave the restaurant an hour and a half after it closed), I have travel fatigue. It is like a jet lag feeling that comes from jumping onboard long enough to get comfy and then being shoved out the door, while the train is still moving. I need to reset my watch and get a nap.