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Life, life, life, life, life, I want you back so badly... the thought makes my heart beat, beat, beat, beat, beat. Thump, dum, du, dum, du, dum. Ugg. I want my granddaddy to be back to better. I want him to teach me to make gazpacho from scratch and sit trading stories into the afternoon. I want time to write my little sister a note telling her how proud I am of her. I want to run every afternoon with Ms. O, and stretch out my tired muscles until they stopped tingling. I want to tend my little garden before the sun sets. I want to clean my house and play music really, really loudly. I want spontaneous live music- in my house, in my head, out my mouth. I want to call old friends and catch up. I want bike rides and spring fashion crafts! New reading material! New recipes! Afternoon green tea! Dinners with friends! Dreams for a big city summer! I want to be finished with this project that has hung above my head for the last two years. I want to be mutherfucking free. When will I be free?!