I have awesome friends.
"How awesome?" you ask.
So awesome, they agree to help me move across town.
And when an unidentified object flies out of the back of the truck on I-40.
They go back.
And get it.
It was a lunch bag that a co-worker got for free from Self Magazine and gave to me.
So not worth any amount of highway risk, but so sweet of my pals nonetheless.
Moving was a little disorienting, just because moving can be that way.