It’s the official “end of summer” weekend. And I think back to the “start of summer” weekend, and a tear comes to my eye for Jed. But… Sigh. Been back to my old habit of falling to sleep with music on. It is like some sort of security blanket for me. Listening to slacker radio’s americana station. Nice and mellow. Lauren and Daryl crashed his truck last nite… See? I knew there was going to be another bad thing happen. I cannot wait to see when this crap is going to end. It is wearing on me, greatly. If I could have just skipped this year, I’d be ok with that. I just want a hug from my son.On the road, somewhere.
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