Monday, April 4, 2011

Expiration Date

I just bought my plane ticket home.
It's 2 am.
I'm going to curl up, cry, and listen to Dave Matthews.

I always knew this time was finite, but now it has an expiration date.
Like fruit.

Good night.


Hug. Please.
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  1. AnonymousApril 6, 2011 at 4:05 PM

    I know its sad and hard to leave the place you have nearly grown to call home this past year, BUT. do not fret honey because you are welcomed with THE MOST opened arms, here. WE HAVE MISSED YOU and cannot wait to see you! :)

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