Saturday, November 30, 2002
Thanksgiving has never been my favorite holiday. In fact, I might go so far as to say that I dread Thanksgiving. Call me ungrateful, call unamerican, but there is nothing about sitting in a lawn chair eating off of plasticware outside a doublewide with 50 people I may or may not know that warms the cockels of my heart. Nothing. This year, I feel like I have little to be thankful for. The fact is, and remains until May, that I am not where I want to be or with who I want to be with.
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