i was eating dairy milk today (god bless easter) and it was an instant sensory reminder of london. and it's strange, but i feel like i lived in london for a month instead of a week. i remember it down to every detail... the british take on times square-- leicester sq... drinking and debating politics in the pub, being floored at the tate modern... it was just all so much fun.
i want to travel sooooo badly right now. really. i hate feeling trapped because i am going to be impossibly poor for the next two years. i also hate having the stress of somehow getting loans together. grr.
while i'm on the complaining track, i should mention that my allergies are totally heinous right now.
but, in good news, matty nay in less than a week!! new york this weekend!! and my rough draft is done!! :)
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