just procrastinating

Sunday, September 05, 2004

Back Home
I made it back here to Knoxville earlier today. I say back home, in that this place never really felt like home, only in the sense of it is where my bed and other stuff are. I guess "Home is where my stuff is" doesn't really have a warm ring to it.

It must be kind of sad for parents, because at some point after the kids have moved out and they are visiting for the summer or for holidays, maybe it's in college or at some point thereafter, their kids will say to them, "Alright, I gotta get home." And they mean someplace else.

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