Now that we are going home, it is too bad we have finally found the places to hang out. Maybe that is a good thing. I may have spent the whole year here instead if working. Elder Graff has now found the freight trains and I have a favorite place to enjoy the ocean and it's time to go back to the desert. If I turn up missing you can probably find me here. This is the place that the song refers to. At least the place I will think about when I hear it.
Journal - July 19 - 25
15 years ago
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