A week later. Things have changed. A little. The woman, well, I still love her, but things have changed between us. I think we are sort of starting over. Sort of standing still. I am saddened by this. And excited at the same time. The idea of starting over. It may prevent the growing pains that we were already experiencing together. That would be very nice. Sad, because it may just be over. I remain hopefull though.
Went to Summerfest. For awhile. Again. Still fun. The music, the crowds, the food. I do think the underage girls should have to wear uniforms, or have neon signs over their heads or something. Can't tell them from adults with the way they dress and look these days. And I don't want to fight with anyone's father.
Food.
Ok. Like the one word paragraph? I am looking forward to the next few festivals. They are all the ethnic ones, with all the awesome food. Yum. Festa Italiana, German Fest . . . can't wait.
Bastille Days, and even South Shore Frolics can be a lot of fun. Just expensive, sometimes.
Know what? I am cutting this short!! Ha ha ha!!
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