I’m content. I’m laying in bed, full of Chick-fil-A salad and milkshake, sleepy from a long day, and ready to turn off the alarm and sleep in tomorrow.

I can’t believe that tomorrow’s Independence Day. It feels like we just celebrated Easter two days ago, Memorial Day yesterday, and now the 4th of July.

Again, I truly repent of laughing at all those people back in the day who said that time flies. It does. I know it now from personal experience.

May tomorrow be a day not just of celebrating fireworks and food, but also of remembering that the freedoms that we enjoy came with a heavy price. May we never take those freedoms for granted, or they could one day be taken away.

Right now, I’m exercising my freedom to call it a night. It’s been real, people, but I’m pooped.