Thanksgiving 2002

Tomorrow I get on a plane and fly back to S.F. Sad and relieved at the same time. Mom has shitloads of air sealed food for me to take back. Should save me another week of grocery shopping.
As much as I would like to think that I am an independent entity, I’m acutally just a heavenly body that circles my mother, much like the rest of my family. The only difference is that at this moment I have the farthest orbit from her. **sigh** My brother has gone through so much being at home.
The biggest decision I have to make is whether I stay in orbit or break away.
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