I woke at five in the morning. My roommates were still asleep, and there was nobody to talk with about my night or even hint that something possibly wonderful had happened with the girl I’d been telling them about. I bobbed about my bedroom, standing up and sitting down, until I couldn’t stand it anymore. So I went out for a bike ride, bristling with a …
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