It sounds gosh-darn ridiculous but my big dream is to live in a house with "a family." Rodeo doesn't quite count. Riding on Yager feels temporary. I like it, but it feels like we're running away until we find something we like. Something we like enough to stay.
When we went back to Washington, we couldn't keep ourselves together long enough for an hour. Let alone our life.
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| Bus not Yager. |
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