Spring Fever

Man.
I don't know if it's the change in the weather, the scent of jasmine, reading Linda's travelogue or just hearing Arlo Guthrie's damn "Highway in The Wind" too man times, but I just don't want to be here.
I want to be somewhere I have to check the map for directions and know that I'm going to sleep in a different town tonight. I don't want to know what's around the next bend.

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[hollyjean]

whatcha obviously need to do is come to wisconsin. =o)