Postcard
Every now and again I remember that I'm not wild on this town, that it's just a stop-gap on my very slow world tour. Then I fall back into the lull of my daily routine and even I have to admit that here ain't all that bad. And then once in a blue moon I think to myself that I kinda like here after-all. H is constantly confused by my changing opinions on the matter.
So here's my picture-perfect weekend postcard. Wish you were here? It grows on you, or you soften to it - I'm never sure which.
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