Travel this week brought me back home. I guess I need to stop calling it that since I live in Texas (or as I like to think of it, “the way way south side”).
To be honest, I don’t miss the VW-sized potholes and big piles of this shit that line the road this time of year. My pants and shoes are all salty, but at least I got some decent pizza for once.
Of course, spring and summer are around the bend, and there’s nothing like a fine, mild summer day in the Windy One.
Hope springs eternal.
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Oh you know you miss it. More snow on the way tonight.
Someone please kill me.
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