Hooray for hope

Hooray for hope

I walked in after making my post last night, and my phone was there waiting on my bed. I shrieked like a school girl and asked my roommates if they knew where it'd come from. Apparently it was on one of their beds--halfway across the room and on the top bunk. I'm not entirely certain why the cleaning ladies moved my phone there, but I'm sure they had good intentions. Whatever. Like a distraught parent, I don't care what happened, I'm just glad it's safe. Maybe I'll actually get something done today. Then again, I haven't checked my car yet...


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