23 march.

March 23, 2011 § Leave a comment

four days in my hometown.
there’s a lot waiting for me back in eugene. i’m tired.

when i was a junior in high school, i first heard this song by bright eyes called “nothing gets crossed out”…
ever since… on days like today, the song always finds a way back into my mind. always.
this afternoon, the last two lines of the song are in my head:

guess i’ll just keep moving,
someday… maybe, i’ll get to where i’m going.

deep breaths,

d.

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