Last night I dreamt that we had awarded the China Open / Nationals champion, Tianjin Speed, its title after only Saturday's games. And when someone pointed out our mistake, I said, Yeah, but they steamrolled everyone. They'll win it for real Sunday.
That's how fast the weekend went by: two days, to my subconscious, seemed like one. And throw in a party on Saturday that went much longer than it should have -- with one too many flaming sambuka shots -- and you can see how memories can prove fallible, leaving us nothing to rely on except the word of others, and one another.
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