<p>It was one of those nights; hot, muggy, the kind that finds you trapped between sleep and reality. I lay there, on the brink of anger, knowing that tomorrow was going to be a very long day. The parade started at 11:00; the Arts and Craft show at 1:00 PM; and I had to work in the 4th of July Committee's food booth from 3:30 to 5:30. I snuck a peek at the clock and decided to just lay there and hope for the inevitable.</p>
