I’m home, yet I’m not as happy as I think I should be. Why isn’t home as sweet as it used to be? I guess a girlfriend crying when you were leaving and crying when talking to you in the night has a very large effect. Larger than one would anticipate, and I guess home is more to where your heart is. Oh well, am glad to see the lads though, and as usual, they crack me up.
Anyways, lets see how the month progresses. Hope it was worth while coming home.
Anyways, lets see how the month progresses. Hope it was worth while coming home.
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