Epic hashbrowns at Patterson's, epic cocktails at the new Olive Branch. Wandering and basking in all those well-worn places.
Mercilessly mocked for map of Canada and laughed harder than I have since I-don't-know-when. Ducky's to tent to Ducky's to tent to B.A. crowd surfing on an inner tube.
Reunions right left and centre. Familiar faces, both expected and unexpected.
I am so comfortably me here; I miss this.
I love this place like I love no other, but I don't want it to be that way. This can't sustain. I want to fall for another place. Maybe Tuesday will be the push I need.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
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