A friend left a sound bowl at the Oddball Festival. I was putting off doing anything that involved travel for weeks. Finally, I bit the bullet and drove my girlfriend's car down last Friday to Malden, braving the late rush hour for an hour to finally deliver the bowl. I felt free at that point, like all my obligations were finally finished and I could say good by to another summer. There was just one more thing.
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