• Blog Stats

    • 1,029,044 Sessions
  • Archives

There is an ever-ending blight to everythng in the world. I saw it today in the cold-heart of this sleepy little town. This place is like Carrollton with out the people I know and larger. Atlanta is greatly missed now, it’s like that song by that Mitch girl, “You don’t know what you got until you gone.”

I know I’ll be more than happy to be back home.

To think I actually miss my crazy-ass mother.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: