Don't Mean To Raise A STINK- Postcard

but why is it each time I come home...I get all choked up with both joy & sadness. I am so drawn to this Dolan Desert...here I thought I was rooted to this here ghost town and recreating the desert in my own backyard yet I know I could "Dear John" this area- yet I made some serious commitments to about 28 locals that I would remain here as long as in return I get my time to go to my Dolan Desert- This week I learned my pen pal's phone was disconnected due to it being a family shared plan phone & a family member told him it would happen....it's not a huge deal because neither one of us are phone people yet it was indeed needed at that time- back to a new way of keeping in touch I reckon. I am very tired; it is 3am. logging out for the night. I sure hope my Dolan Desert is doing well this night...I miss the moonlit stars...even the ones Walmart-made :) Good Night! WHO in the world would BUY this postcard...I'd HATE to be the one that received this card-