I miss my family so much. I saw a portion of them the other day, but it wasn’t totally right. I want Mateo, Oscar, Brenna, Nikki, Geo, Kristian, Chris. I want to be playing strip basketball or visiting the Forest of Heaven or running rampant around the playground or covering the entire sidewalk with chalk. I want to sit on Brenna’s back porch and chain smoke cigarettes while talking shit about the world. I miss everything being normal. I miss everything being perfect.
I miss my family.
Me. Fucking. Too.
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