Grass Grow

I’m back home again, in hor­ri­ble old Con­nersville. It is nice to be back here for some rea­son. I know with my moth­er and grand­ma around, I will have plen­ty of ‘advice’ and ‘prod­ding’ to assist in my nev­erend­ing quest for employ­ment. Per­haps too, I will run into some friends from days of high school yore. Oth­er than that, I am not sure what I am going to do. Watch the grass grow I sus­pect.

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