can i go back?

how could a small town have left me with some many memories in such a short period of time?

i drove around bemidj for an hour this morning soaking it all in...so many places that i have frequented and not so frequented and with so many wonderful peeps. the cabin...coffee,books, and the guitar, caribou...coffee every am, brigids...harps, irish bowling, js, iverson drug...lots of pharmacy stuff, diamond point...swimming cell phone, windsurfing, star gazing, reading, the airport, the studio, slims...shots and hick music ;), babe the blue ox, art in the park, the dock the geese like, green mill on the lake...can I go back?

after i had made sure that i had removed all condoms that my coworkers stuck to my roof-rack and wiped all the vaseline off the door handles...i took my sweet ass driving home (55 mph). the weather is gross, windy and foggy, here in duluth....can i go back?

my apartment is not yet mine...there are boxes everywhere...sb still is working on moving. can i go back?

i left my heart with someone...can i go back?