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10 minutes ago I ended my day by falling in the shower and hitting my head on some traditional Dutch tiles, and I am convinced that some supernatural force is trying to tell me that I should go back home where I belong.
I've been reading much more than I used to. Twice now I've bought the longest English book I can find just because I need it to last for the great expense. I'm having trouble finishing this one because the main character is currently driving himself mad at the bottom of a dark well and I'm trying not to draw myself any parallels.
Homesickness is actually sickness--like the flu only you have to go to school and your mom is over 5,600 miles away from you and the soup tastes like salt. I've convinced myself that I must go home...
I want to see Versailles and Wales and Milan,
but mostly just home. Versailles can wait.
I've been reading much more than I used to. Twice now I've bought the longest English book I can find just because I need it to last for the great expense. I'm having trouble finishing this one because the main character is currently driving himself mad at the bottom of a dark well and I'm trying not to draw myself any parallels.
Homesickness is actually sickness--like the flu only you have to go to school and your mom is over 5,600 miles away from you and the soup tastes like salt. I've convinced myself that I must go home...
I want to see Versailles and Wales and Milan,
but mostly just home. Versailles can wait.