Tuesday, March 31, 2009


When I tell people that I'm going to Europe, they all ask the same question: "where are you going?" Huh? I already told them. Europe. That is where I am going. And when I am there, Europe is where I will be.

The cold, harsh truth is that I really don't know exactly where I am going. That is what brothers are for. I may regret this.

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