I feel like a new person while writing this entry, maybe writing to an old friend. I wish I could talk to myself back then. If I could, I would say everything really does happen for a reason, inexplicably. I would tell myself that youth is precious and even in writing it I realize that I am still young still beautifully naive to some extent. I
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Bowls through
And roll to
The mohawk valley
Bowling alley...
I completely forgot about that. You were my fake valentine that year. How funny.
-Brian
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