It's funny how something so cold and wet and nasty can also be cozy and like home. Even though it was decades—DECADES!—ago that I lived in London, going to London is a bit like going home. Also, now that my mother is gone and her house is sold, London and England really feel like a sort of second home.
(for September 29, 2019, posted October 23)
(for September 29, 2019, posted October 23)
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