When I went to bed last night, I expected to roll out of bed this morning and go eat breakfast without any help. Six years ago, there's no way I could have made that happen, but we're a lot less chemically ambitious by night at 26 than at 20, so I figured I wouldn't need the lake to snap me into 8am action.

Woke up after 4 hours sleep and realized otherwise. This lake is here, and this lake is magic, whether you're hungover or not.