It's over. Titusville no longer has any hold on me. I am free of my hometown. Mostly, anyway. I think it's impossible to be totally free of anything you can't totally forget, and how could I forget Titusville? (Even if I wanted to...)
It occurred to me that nobody really knows me. Nobody knows that every time I drive up I-95 N, I have a strange
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This weekend I'm going to see fire dancers performing to tribal music. I'm so excited.
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You -somehow- reminded me how boring I've been lately.
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