The moment of when my plane departed from Houston seems like just a day ago. I'm looking back at the year and I just can't beileve how quickly it has flown. 50 Days? I know the best thing to do is to not think about the end and to seize every day here.
Well, that is what I am trying to do but it's easier said than done
It is such an odd and uncomftorable feeling to realize that the life I have become so adapted to and grown to love is limited to fifty-more-days.
Well, that is what I am trying to do but it's easier said than done
It is such an odd and uncomftorable feeling to realize that the life I have become so adapted to and grown to love is limited to fifty-more-days.
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