Friday, April 10, 2009
The first time I'd be riding a train isn't for the right reason. I thought I'd be going to UCSB or Berkeley. Or with my friends going to LA. Or just taking a fun adventure out of town. Instead, the first time I'm riding a train is to go to San Diego to be there for my dad. My grandma is on life support.
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This entry is poignant & raw.
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