when you fall apart, you tend to change.
i was at home for a few days. it was a reflective period for me. one day, me and my father went through Mebane and Burlington. we went that way so i could get him a late Father's Day present. on the way home, we decided to take Highway 70 instead of 85. i hadn't been on that highway in forever. in that time, i felt like i was 10-years-old again. my grandmother use to take me and my cousins to Burlington and Mebane constantly when i was little and we always took Highway 70. it was the only way i usually go out of Hillsborough.
me and my father talked a lot during the drive. it was a great bonding experience. we chatted about what had changed and what the future held for us both. i was also happy to find a station on the radio that played Bayside and the Spill Canvas.
i got to see Chelsea again. we took a trip to Wilmington. we played on the beach. i wore a bikini. it was a major achievement for me. i figured since i lost 10 more pounds, it felt like a good thing to do. while there, i finally saw the Ataris after years of anticipation. i met Kris Roe. it was one of the greatest moments in my life.
next week equals more time at home, shows, and lots of hang out time with Wendy.
finally, i moved all my crap out of my apartment. so i say goodbye Boone, hello Greensboro. starting July 1st, this is my new home.