our plan touched down in SFO at 2:45pm. In the last 9 nine days I took Greyhound to New Mexico with Nate, Mark and Josh, participated in a gathering of beautifully broken people , road tripped to the OC with Spencer, Todd and Mark, participated in planning meetings there for upcoming event next October with Todd, Dwight, Tim, Spencer, Mike, Jordon, Mark, and Shana, and flew home.
There's an underlying mental overload marinating in my mind that I'm eager to taste. The homecoming is bittersweet, as the cool air tickles my nose hairs, I feel welcomed back, and as I watch Mark's family enthusiastically great him my heart longs for the same.
When,
O God.
And yet I feel like the time isn't right now - weird.
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