what is it about coming back from vacation that makes one feel that everything in their normal life is boring? i arrived back in philadelphia, a city that you all know i love and cherish, this past weekend...and somehow it just feels different this time around. i was in san francisco, again...and i find that i had such a pleasant time...i love that city so much...exact opposite side of the country...well, i'll tell you this, i didn't want to come home.
and i wonder...would anyone have really missed me?
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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