Wednesday, April 27, 2011

I have to go back to North Carolina now. And I really, really like North Carolina. Even flirted with the idea of loving North Carolina. Kicking off my shoes. Staying for a while. But then I come back to Texas. To Keller. To Austin. To my families. To my Kyle. And what begins, innocently enough, as a a quick trip - a little vacation, a short jaunt - ends at Gate 15 with a heavy heart. Biting down on my bottom lip, willing the tears back into their ducts. It'll pass, this feeling. It'll roll off my shoulders as the day-to-day seeps in and hushes the feeling that life is a smidge shy of complete for now. I'll board the plane. Land in Dallas. Board another. And be *home.

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