Just took a shower (finally) at the Petro truckstop in Atlanta. I found myself sitting here thinking about my father. How many times did he find himself sitting there after showering in a strange place; accutely aware that might never find his way home? Well, at least I have a home to return to. I'm not sure he ever thought he did.
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