The best feeling

I woke up way to early, but on time, to a terrible rainstorm, barely got to work and was scared to get out of my car. I have a non-stop day, forgot my flute, and want nothing but to go home and get back into bed.

Non of that matters though, because Stephen needed his work ID, which was left at my house, and he came by to pick it up. I got the best hug that I have in a long time. and that's the best feeling in the world.