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November 10, 2007
This time last year my house was filled with preparations. I had piles of food, a dozen recipes, placemats, hors díoeuvres even. It was cold but not terrible and the snow had popped in for a quick tease before disappearing behind a stretch of winter haze. Salt Lake in November. I was already planning my escape.

I didnít even know it then. I was just making lists and watching lawrence welk. I donít know when it started really, my leaving. Probably right around when i began to feel like i would be missed.

Iím like that, generally.
Most people are.