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i didnt want to come back this time. i almost couldnt make my hands angle the steering wheel in the direction of home. theres something to be said for driving very fast very late at night with the window down while singing along (horribly off-key) to loud music. the freedom of it is positively delicious. and yet here i am, home again and hours still from sleep. if id gone on any longer i would have lost all self-control and quite possibly ended up in canada. despite the random urges to drive like hell out of here that i get in the shadowy, contemplative portions of the night, austin and i are getting along much better these days. we've reached an agreement: it will tolerate my existence for another year until i graduate, and i will stop damning it for not being chicago.
jaime, adi, and i got identical tattoos last week. the celtic symbol for the three-fold sister goddess (corny perhaps, but appropriate--aside from the deific implications.) after its done healing its going to be quite lovely and something ill never regret. mmm...friendship never hurt so good.
jaime, adi, and i got identical tattoos last week. the celtic symbol for the three-fold sister goddess (corny perhaps, but appropriate--aside from the deific implications.) after its done healing its going to be quite lovely and something ill never regret. mmm...friendship never hurt so good.