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Half a bottle of white wine, and dancing in my underpants and my apartment to myself for the first time in 9 days and a day off and Robert Blake in my speakers and Less Than Jake tonight and so much sunshine this week and more protein in my diet and Coffeefest geekery this weekend and meeting new people and thinking about school and having a home here.
I'm continually solaced by this city. There are fine people here.
I'm storing up all this energy for the gray that comes with winter. But the gray gets easier every year.
Someone wrote on the bathroom chalkboard the other day that getting older means not knowing what you're doing gets easier. Maybe so.
I'm continually solaced by this city. There are fine people here.
I'm storing up all this energy for the gray that comes with winter. But the gray gets easier every year.
Someone wrote on the bathroom chalkboard the other day that getting older means not knowing what you're doing gets easier. Maybe so.