So when I said "Day before the day" what I MEANT was... the day before the day before the day! Because today? Today is the day. The day BEFORE the day, I mean. Ya follow?
If not... get on the path! Je-sus (hey-zus)! Jorge (Whore-hey... or George, your choice)!
Anywho. So yeah, I'm nervous, as I always am about returning. I always worry about falling back in love with the place, so deeply, that once again I skip my flight homeward to stay an undisclosed amount of time, eating cheapo supernoodles (5 whole pence! that's a dime!), contracting scurrrrrrvy, or gaute due to lack of nurtition and overhaul of carbs. And then there's the wrath of a freed Whisky Eileen after being caged for so long. She causes havoc with a capital H. Trouble with a capital T.
Ugh. The fear and love of it all.
Dawn. Why for thou art not answering thy phone? Don't make me stalk you. You know I can!
What a lovely day it is- gloomy clouds and all!
much luv. me.
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