awkward nostalgia

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Tonight I went to CiCi's Pizza. I feel like I've been hit in the head with a board. And I still found myself looking at people wondering what life must be like for them. I've never felt that at home with clothes that proselytize, for one thing. And for another, I've never wanted to have the sorts of companionship where my kids (hypothetical kids, mind you) run around making noise with your kids while we eat pizza and talk about what the democrats are doing this year with the conviction of people who wouldn't see sarcasm coming for them like a rabid tiger until it was salivating on their Izod's.

I don't fit in there. I used to, in high school. But the span of life is so short to be spending it in places so unlovely. And I could use some closer companionship than that, too.

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Yes, never set foot in CiCi's without proper reinforcements. I reccommend a good dozen or so artists. That usually either stuns or scares away the typical NASCAR/Sitcom crowd...