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[07 Sep 2005|04:53pm] |
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My tears fell on a counter at starbucks today. I dont know what finally made me cry but i havent since i moved back. There are so many things that could have triggered it, but it seems that good old Bob Dylan did me in. I miss baton rouge. I miss my friends. I miss Carlotta. I miss the parade grounds. I miss glass beach. I miss those crazy nights with my three favorite girls in the world. And even though i know things are different and things cant be how they use to be, its dosent really keep me from missing it all. I hope you guys are doing well and that all of you and your families are safe.
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