February 23

After swim lessons, we typically hit the In N Out drive thru for burgers and fries. I was tired today, so I zoned as I idled in the usual long line, awaiting my turn to pay. But I found myself jolted to consciousness when I pulled up to the window and saw the guy at the register.

It took me all of about a quarter of a second to zero in on his name tag: Logan. I was so distracted by the sight of that sweet, familiar name that I completely tuned him out as he recited my order, so he wound up having to tell me twice. (Oops.)

So yeah. Seeing that name, those five letters all strung together, gave me a perfect little jolt of joy.