family times

so, coming back to manhap’ (manhattan,ks) is always hit or miss. no matter what, i hate being in manhattan. it’s a very sensory place for me, and i feel too much, i see too many, and i hate too much when being there. it’s like a constant flashback of every place in that town, and what that means, and mostly what i wish it didn’t mean. however, going home can also mean friction between family/seeing people i never want to see.

this time was different. good food (ie, not traditional tgives affairs), good times, good people. if every time i went home was like this time, things would be okay (though i doubt i’d go home any more frequently). back to school time on monday. i could not will this semester to end any sooner.

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