Play it again Sam
I had an email from yet another old friend yesterday. Homesickness upon homesickness here in the land of sunshine and shit. I just keep telling myself that someday I get to go back home, that someday my life will once again be about me. That someday I’ll get my life back, that I’ll get to make the decisions and set the rules. I’ll live for me again.
And sometimes I even believe it. 
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