Thanksgiving 2016, I should have more to say.

  1. Crying on Thanksgiving.
  2. Stuffing is my favorite. No wait, green beans.
  3. I miss my city. In this little place I have a memory of nearly every building, street. I am a melancholic type and memories make me sore.
  4. However I did weirdly enjoy the Greyhound drive down. It was dark and I felt cozy with people sleeping in the dark.
    Except my butt hurt near the end.
  5. L
    ong walks. Smooth Criminal.