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Yesterday was nice. It was great to get out of Decatur. It was even greater to get out of Illinois. I forgot how cool it looked to drive into St. Louis and see the arch. Leaving Decatur always makes me so anxious to be gone for good, but there's just something about the way it feels to come back to Decatur that scares me. It's so releiving. You love the familiar hotels and merchandise chains. Decatur is home-sweet-motherfucking-home.

I guess last night I kind of messed up on something.
We hit it off like freaking t-ball.
Hopefully something will work out.