Tales of the Fedora

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I guess I’ve changed some in the past six months. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve changed so much that my friends and family will even recognize me, whenever it is I get back to them. I just know that every day that passes the further away from home I feel.

It’s a Friday and it’s the 13th of the month.  That can only mean one thing:  this is going to be a very good day.  I can hardly wait!

I ran into an old friend this morning. She and I had been somewhat close for a while, but it certainly wasn’t any sort of romantic relationship. One day she just vanished.