MYSPACE:

Subject: home
Posted Date: Thursday, August 04, 2005 - 9:02 AM

It feels good to be home, well as much of a home as it can be.  You know you're home when you go see your mom at the hospital (cause shes the lab director), and everyone there knows who you are and talks to you. You know you're home when you go get your oil changed and they ask how your brother is doing (cause he helped open the place). You know you're home when you stop at the gas station to get a pepsi and some candy, and the lady who works there asks where you've been cause she hasn't seen you in forever. You know you're home when you sit on your front porch out in the country and you can hear the diving board at the local pool where you grew up. 

Always an interesting experience to