a while back i wrote an entry about how i told my parents about te trip and they gave me some parts of scriptures that pertained to my experience in Calcutta
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I miss the summer. I miss the weather I miss the sun I miss being tan I miss flip flops I miss riding in the car with the windows open I miss my summer music I miss swimming I miss not going to school I miss the lake I miss everything that comes with summer... but most of all... I miss you. you were the best part of summer. I miss you. come home