Don’t Crowd Me
A few years ago, I went to the local high school’s first home football game, which, like most home openers, was well-attended.
Afterward, I was exhausted. I mean, absolutely exhausted, like I had lead around my shoulders. I’d had a hard week at work, but the level of exhaustion was practically preternatural.
I realized the next day that I frequently have that feeling after returning home from many hours among…