There’s got to be a morning after, no? July 5 is one of those days.
I’ve said before that my two favorite holidays each year are New Year’s Eve and the Fourth of July. This has been true for 20 years. It’s only recently, though, that I’m now staying up later on July 4 than on December 31. (Fireworks don’t start early.)
Is this embarrassing or a sign I’m doing things right?