Crossing the Mississippi Home Again

Had a wonderful visit with my dearest childhood friend. Two nights of talking until the cows came home...actually quite silly we were...our first floor hotel room had a spotlight pointing right into the window. At 11:30 p.m. we finally looked at the clock and noticed the sun had indeed gone down. With the bright light shining in, we both were tricked into believing it was still far too early to go to sleep. ...or was it the fact that it had been eight years since we talked?????