I'm going home for Valentine's Day. Jack was going to come to Waco, but I'm going to Houston instead. It all started with a picture that our band director posted on facebook from Friday celebration. I miss those Fridays. I miss the Friday night dinners afterward.
So I'm going home. I'm going home to see people that I don't really talk to anymore but spent 5 years of my life seeing every Friday. Houston and Rice keep drawing me back. I'll have been in Waco for over a month and had thought I was slowly breaking the spell. But I'm not. I'm slowly being called back.
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