The Return

December 28th, 2009

Just a quick note here before I head out on the road for home. The long road. The long straight road. The long straight road that takes forever to end. I’m dreading it, this trip, but there’s no way around it. It’s like taking a jog. The farther you run, the further you have to get back to your house. Okay, so it’s kind of like jogging.

Alright. Here we go on the road home. Yee-haw, buddy.

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