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It's disturbing how much one can change in only a summer's time.
There is so much to say, and yet in saying it I would be undoing all of the changes I have made.
I've hit a little bit of a rough patch, but I'm managed to keep my head up this time. I keep thinking of all of the shows we have lined up, and that's enough to make my day. I don't care who's there, as long as I have the two that matter. Maybe it's childish, but I don't ever want to think our days of going to shows and riding the train like assholes will ever end.