I really miss the home I dreaded going back to for so long. It was really quite a nice little place which I am glad I can now romanticize. I think it is better to have a place you can return to in your memory over a place you can actually return to in person. My memory never notes the temperature, or the fact of Augusta. Rather it just remembers my backyard with grass growing particularly well over the septic system.
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