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Cruise into work. Hardly any email. Time to dig in to that Back to the Future wiki page.
Huh, weather is lookin’ a little hairy.
Triumphantly power down computer. Nervously check the forecast on your phone.
Flight’s on time!
Text from Mom: Well, when are you gonna get in??
Post up at the airport bar. Introduce yourself to the guy two seats down, Henry. He’s been trying to get to Buffalo all day.
Scratch the label off your third $9 Miller Lite with increasing aggression.
Huh, Henry seems pretty wasted.
Close $68 bar tab. Belch wing sauce.
Read three pages of your book before falling asleep.
After all these years, dad’s car still smells like WD-40.
Offer to drive home. It’s late.
Your bed is lumpier and shorter than you remember.
Coffee in your favorite mug, onions simmering on the stove, that smell of baking bread.
Probably time to take a shower and put pants on.
Sure, you’re happy to bring those boxes down from the attic.
Sure, you’d love to throw the football with your cousin.
Left shoulder starts acting up again.
Crack first beer.
Oh, sure, you’d love to go pick up your grandma.
Grandma asks more questions about your life during this ride than your friends have asked over the past six months.
Jesus, that turkey.
Steam rises from a cracked biscuit and you feel lucky and warm and, hey, here comes the bird.
Someone spills wine.
Copious expletives fly.
Dessert. Everyone is relaxed again.
Sure, you’d love to watch a video from your niece’s recital.
This thing just keeps rolling, huh.
Whiskey in a tumbler.
Was the living room couch always this comfortable?
Definitely not doing any of that Black Friday nonsense.
Sure, you can give your sister a ride to the mall…
Her friends, too…
Your sister’s friends won’t shut up.
Who is Ariana Grande?
There’s nowhere to fking park.
You don’t really want this boxed set, but it’s on sale, so…
Some jerk hit your mirror.
Your sister’s best friend is really bad at giving directions.
Specifically, to her own house.
Sure, you can take the dog out.
You forgot to bring those little bags.
Did anybody see? No? Okay, cool.
Did the turkey taste this good last night?
Overdue talk with your dad on the living room couch.
Five-and-a-half episodes of a show you’ve never watched before, and will never watch again.
Homemade egg sandwich and unnecessarily hot coffee in the car ride to the airport.
Can’t find your boarding pass.
Dad slips $90 in your right pocket when you say goodbye curbside.
Just take it!
Flight is delayed. Again.
Mom texts a blurry photo of the dog licking what’s left of the turkey carcass.
Sister texts to say she’s sorry she overslept and thanks again for the ride yesterday.
Guy next to you at the airport lounge looks suspiciously like Henry.
Wonder if Henry ever made it to Buffalo?
Fasten seat belt.
Realize dad put an additional $20 in a separate pocket when he said goodbye.