Sometimes, it’s late

Posted on August 19, 2012 by J.

and I’m home alone after working 3 jobs and I see a picture of Georgia St. and I miss Vancouver more than it should be possible for anyone to miss anything.

 

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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