Chapter 25
Sunday, September 04, 2005
 
This is what it looked like right before I left. It was also the last picture on the memory card in my camera.

Back in Fort Worth has been moving and unpacking. Slowly. It's stressing my mom and even my sister out. I hate it. I'm trying not to let it get to me. I suppose its easier to think that way but I guess a lot harder to convey my thoughts into words and actions. So that was my prayer this morning as I jogged up the street to get the paper get the paper.
Ok, back to settling in.
 
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"round these parts we just sit around and watch the grass grow. Thats the life here in Tejas"
 
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