I miss seeing the Wings wear white. I rarely watch away games anymore and I really miss seeing them play in white jerseys. Somehow, it reminds me of a time when things were happier, machines weren't breaking around me, I was a deep-blue, die-hard Wings fan, and me and the guys used to watch every single game down in the basement with nothing but beers and pizzas. And maybe, just maybe, I miss being a Wings fan.
When everything falls down from around you, you yearn for the simplicity of happy memories such as a white hockey jersey.
18 January 2006
Something I Miss
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i knew all hope wasn't lost on you yet.
every now and then, I come to my senses
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