How many times have I done this?
It seems so familiar. Pack the car, drive 1000 miles, set up a new place.
Nothing to it. I've done it before. It's kind of exciting, in fact. A long drive, just me and the road and the music.
But I can't help wanting a certain someone in the passenger seat. You know who you are. I miss you already.
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