There you are, wherever you go

Outside of Spyhouse last Friday night, looking at street signs, cars, people on bicycles, and stray cats I realized that my new home isn’t so unlike my old one. Things are kind of the same everywhere. I don’t mean to dismiss the awesome people I met in my old life, but I also didn’t mean to do it to the people in my older life, or even my oldest life. In fact, I kind of like that some treasures got buried. I’ve got an excuse to exhume.


One response to “There you are, wherever you go

  1. He Who Has the Fevered Brain

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