May 222011
 

Christina and I were driving around one night when I was visiting her in Cincinnati. A demo of this song came on the mix CD I brought with us, and even in its extreme shitty quality, it brought me to tears and I wanted to be home with Henry so bad.

But don’t tell him that.

It felt weird listening to them with her and not him.

Cold was here in March and I missed it. That’s the first time I’ve ever missed them playing in Pittsburgh. Sometimes I sincerely hate working nights.

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