tempted to stop in albaquerque for the balloons, but getting antsy to get this party started, i pushed all the way to austin,
where i fell into a worm hole and woke up in 7th grade again. it was learning how to 'pop it' all over again.
we reveled. my voicemail holds evidence.
things unique about austin:
*no bike signs on the freeway entrances
*they talk about lance like he's super human
*even their definition of 'weird' is liberal.
oh-and i turned down my first job from LA.
small pang of anxiety after doing it, but...the card has been played.
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