· Mar 31, 2018 at 7:19 pm
Sara, Maggie, and I are a few miles outside of Mount Pleasant, Iowa, heading north.
I’m never a fan of leaving the places I’ve spent much of my life and heading back home. My family is on my mind and I always miss them after we leave.
But what’s more is that their memories fade after a few days of being back and settling into my usual routine. That makes me feel even worse.
· Mar 27, 2018 at 7:18 pm
Audio (MP3): 20180327 - A peer in the revolution
And then there was that one time when myself and two older friends were drinking and carrying on, using too many drugs, and just driving around out in the country.
And then they decided they wanted to rob a house.
Being younger I went along with their plans because that’s what I usually did. Everybody I knew, everybody that I got high with in the early 90s was older. Sometimes a lot older.
And I went along with them because a- it was generally fun being up to no good and b- I liked that they invited me along. Even if I was always somebody’s little brother.
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