I got new specs and I feel good about myself and I can see blemishes on people’s faces on the street and in the tube but that’s okay because now I know that this woman has freckles and this man has wrinkles and we’ve all got something on our faces that we probably notice more than anyone else and despite our vast and varied differences we’re really all the same you know and it’s beginning to set in that I’m leaving London next Friday and I am going home to a home that I feel far and detached from but what I’ve realized is home is less tangible than you’d think and there are people, tons of people, sifting in and out of your life but there are that marginal few, a considerable few who bring a certain calm that pulses through your veins and into your arteries and then my home is no longer defined by this house and this street and this city and this bed because home, at last, is in that ineffable you.
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trust me man i will read this in a minute but i need to be downstairs ok xxxxxx
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