To put it bluntly, after coming back from an awesome weekend in Atlantic Beach, North Carolina, going back to work sucked. Unfortunately the weather wasn't great, but when you're visiting one of your best friends, weather plays a minor part in setting the tone for the weekend. Time spent with good friends always guarantees A LOT of laughs, a ton of eating and drinking, and zero sleep. This combination, and perhaps the slower pace of life and just how nice people are (and pretty much every other trait that New Yorkers lack), leaves me contemplating a move every time I come back. Maybe one day it will happen? Until then, I'll settle for visiting every few months.
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