08.25.2001 || 20h56

nothing you'd care to read.

Walked a million klicks since yesterday evening. The city wraps itself around you like the lover I never dreamed I'd be. The bus station is filthy but reeks of reunions. Reeks of something lost and loved. Things that leave and sometimes return. I will go there as often as you want.

With this, as in all things, a squeal of approval means that I've done well. I will endeavour to continue living in your grace.



||Gods save the Queen,
||cf

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