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I made it through last night with happiness in my heart. At times I almost felt guilty. Like when I sat on the floor next to Emily giggling and laughing around when the buses started running. But I could not help but enjoy the amount of love and sincerity inside Trixie's. This entire week, actually.
Today I sit at home. . . I'm thinking about walking up there to see. . . did Patti open the doors today? but. . . I'm not sure I want to see it closed.
Trixie's to many people has been a home for years. To me, only months. I stop and think, where would I be without that place? It's how I made friends this summer. It's been my escape. My sanctuary. When we don't know what to do, we go to Trixie's and run with whoever is there. "It's like these walls are alive." It has been more than a building and a business to people across generations, races, cultural barriers. Even Paul, early fifties and mentally challenged is genuinely loved and supported at Trixie's. Sarah, only 15, and still confused about everything, has found hope in Trixie's. It's like. . . so many people were lost before they went there. It's not just a place but a community.
And fuck Trish for being too selfish to give a shit about the people that found solace within those walls.
Today I sit at home. . . I'm thinking about walking up there to see. . . did Patti open the doors today? but. . . I'm not sure I want to see it closed.
Trixie's to many people has been a home for years. To me, only months. I stop and think, where would I be without that place? It's how I made friends this summer. It's been my escape. My sanctuary. When we don't know what to do, we go to Trixie's and run with whoever is there. "It's like these walls are alive." It has been more than a building and a business to people across generations, races, cultural barriers. Even Paul, early fifties and mentally challenged is genuinely loved and supported at Trixie's. Sarah, only 15, and still confused about everything, has found hope in Trixie's. It's like. . . so many people were lost before they went there. It's not just a place but a community.
And fuck Trish for being too selfish to give a shit about the people that found solace within those walls.