Jan 8, 2012 at 1:05pm | Leave a comment

These leftovers aren't mine, but they always feel like mine, as they are part of the city I have lived in since college. And they scream "Home!" to me, as did those two used condoms we stepped over on the walk to school the other day. Happiness and light to you wherever you are today! I am happy to be home.
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