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Tennesse Bound

…but first I have to put in a shift at the bookstore.

That’s right, kiddies — this afternoon, I am headed back to Tennessee, for far less time than I’d like to stay, of course. One day I’ll kick the renter out of my house and use it as a summer spring winter home, but for now I must (finally) move my worldly possessions to a giant storage unit in VA.

But before then I will have homemade cornbread. I will get ribs from The Slick Pig and cornbread muffins from Calypso Cafe. I will sign books at Hypericon. I might even stop by the Smyrna Library. I am bringing the Fairy GodFamily, you see, and I am anxious to show off my former life.

What I regret the most, of course, is that one day next week I will be driving into the parking lot of the Job That Shall Not Be Named (because They like to Google Themselves and then pass around inter-office memos about it), but I will not be able to go inside and hug every single one of those people I miss. (Thank the gods for Facebook.) This is a bridge I burnt myself, so I have no one to blame but me. I just hope everyone in that building (they know who they are) knows that I love and care about them and think about them all the time and miss them like crazycakes, and so long as I have the address I will continue to send Christmas CDs, because it’s tradition.

If there’s one thing I learned from my life in Tennessee, it’s tradition.

Lord, how I miss my little house. I wonder if the roses are still blooming.

See y’all soon!  xox

Originally published at AletheaKontis.com. You can comment here or there.


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