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it amazes me sometimes, the fact that someone i've known for such a short period of time could mean so much to me//know more than me than people i've known for years. this has been one of the best homecomings in a long time. and my family has shown immense hospitality and love and its kind of overwhelming.
i came home with rachel and she met the family and of course they love her, we went to the ginos and the brew and she got a slice of home. we did what we do best, with spinks. and he's so wonderful. god i love that boy. all i remember of last night was laughing beyond measure, having the worst nightmare of my life ever, and waking up to spinks kissing me goodbye. and my rocho to my left, of course.
we woke up to pancakes and took pictures at the beach, went to the city and wandered for HOURS, just aimlessly walking and running arm and arm through the streets. we painted our faces in sephora and kleptoed (oops) a bit, we walked miles to restaurants only to walk out, ate the best cheesecake i've ever had, waited on spring rolls in chinatown, annnnd the beat goes on.
so. amazing.
such a good end to a horrible week. and i walked out of it with good hair, a nice new sweatshirt, and a refreshed sense of being.
i have people to see tomorrow. buses to catch. i miss boston. or, just pieces of it. part of my heart is here. another is in geneseo. soon enough.
i came home with rachel and she met the family and of course they love her, we went to the ginos and the brew and she got a slice of home. we did what we do best, with spinks. and he's so wonderful. god i love that boy. all i remember of last night was laughing beyond measure, having the worst nightmare of my life ever, and waking up to spinks kissing me goodbye. and my rocho to my left, of course.
we woke up to pancakes and took pictures at the beach, went to the city and wandered for HOURS, just aimlessly walking and running arm and arm through the streets. we painted our faces in sephora and kleptoed (oops) a bit, we walked miles to restaurants only to walk out, ate the best cheesecake i've ever had, waited on spring rolls in chinatown, annnnd the beat goes on.
so. amazing.
such a good end to a horrible week. and i walked out of it with good hair, a nice new sweatshirt, and a refreshed sense of being.
i have people to see tomorrow. buses to catch. i miss boston. or, just pieces of it. part of my heart is here. another is in geneseo. soon enough.