Turns out I hardly ever do.
I am back home... if thats what we are calling it these days. I mean, I know this city like the back of my hand, its safe to assume that some people would bet I were an Indy Metro driver in a past life.
I miss the west coast.
I miss my friends that embarked on that journey with me. I'd give it all to do it again.
Sometimes I catch myself wondering if I will see them again. Some I miss more than others, but I would welcome anyone that lived in that house into my house at any hour of the day.
I feel like I have something profound on my mind, but I dont have the energy or words to express it.
After I get these next few rolls of film back I will post pictures from Africa. I am sure most people forgot I even went. I sure haven't. We'll chat soon.
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