Monday, April 5, 2010

Goodtimes, Good Friends

Returning to your home always means bumping into people who really know YOU. As in who you are since you were an itty bitty person. It's funny, people don't really say, "you've grown up! Last time I saw you- you were (hand gestures waist height)." Now it's just so where are you now? What are you doing? Takes all I can not to say, "you know- I'd really like to know what I'm doing. No. I don't have a husband, children, or boyfriend- job. Well don't have that either. And I'm in school full time- back home on emergency and little to know cash. How are you doing?"
But most if all, people want to say hi- are happy if you just smile and say everything is great.


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