Every single time I go somewhere, I go through this same thing: waves of profound homesickness. I miss Emmy already, and all my family and my friends and my house and my bed and my pillow and my garden and my washing machine and my shampoo. I’m waiting for Syd to get here to join me in waiting for the airport shuttle. Alas, she is stuck on a train that has no gas, behind another […]
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