it’s hot and humid and i miss you.  all of you. georgia is troublesome.  one street down from my grandparents house and you (by law) have to own a gun.  the gun shop has a kkk outfit in the window, and a man who would probably kill me.

we get along alright.  we are doing pretty well.  except for when we settle or get bored for two long.  then we are irritable, angry, and don’t speak to each other.

so far we have seen, wisconsin, illinois, indiana, ohio, michigan, kentucky, tennessee, and georgia.  tennessee ranks #1 for most beautiful and michigan has been our favorite.  mine anyway.  i already want to leave.  be on the road.  be badass.  but we’re stuck here for at least another few days anyway.  i think i get itchy when i’m with family because i don’t know how to accept kindness.  i’m not good at it.

i suck.

i’m crabby and should write more when i’m in a better mood.

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