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I see blue skies through the tears in my eyes and I realize I’m going home

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Well, this will be my last post for a couple of days, until Sunday at least. I’m
heading out in about an hour and a half to take a Greyhound bus to the cities to spend Saturday night with a friend.
We’ll be taking in the art fair uptown and probably hitting up the Walker Art Museum as well.  then Sunday I’ll spend
mostly in transit, and I’m very excited as I found out today that my sister is going to deal with the 2.5 hours each
way to Portland to pick me up at the airport with my mom (Sarah HATES long car drives because she’s claustrophobic) and
so it means a lot that she’s coming to meet me.  I miss her a lot, she’s one of my best friends. Anyway, my friend Paul
is on his way over to play cribbage with me, and so I’m going to go now, and spend an hour with him. I’ll be around
sporadically at best, but I’ll try to update every couple days!
 

               

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