Tying up loose ends before I traversed the five hour journey into my hometown of Wauwatosa, WI, I met with her last night. Things turned out alright.
So right, in fact, that I kept meeting her again and again with each mile marker passing by . . . and my ears ringing from the loud thoughts.
(I wish I could've been a frequent flyer, if only to be your natural Morphine.)
Morphine -- "Buena"
Thursday, July 2, 2009
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