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Yesterday I smiled at one of my neighbors. He just looked at me like he hated me. It's hit or miss down here. Usually I don't feel like I fit in. It doesn't bother me too much but it does make it all the more hard to choke down the feeling of wanting to go back home. I don't know if I want to be here. But I'm also not sure there's anywhere I wouldn't feel that way eventually. It's not bad though. I get along. It's killing me how much I miss my family. I also really miss the midwest. I hope to never take it for granted again.
I went to Ft. Lauderdale last weekend. My sexy friend and I went from bar to bar (he was amazingly sweet and bought me a few drinks) There was one place where there were two men playing the spanish guitar. It was so beautiful. It reminded me of the flamenco in Barcelona.
I'm sleepy.
I went to Ft. Lauderdale last weekend. My sexy friend and I went from bar to bar (he was amazingly sweet and bought me a few drinks) There was one place where there were two men playing the spanish guitar. It was so beautiful. It reminded me of the flamenco in Barcelona.
I'm sleepy.