Tomorrow is thirty two hours long, but I'm sure it will feel longer.
I tomorrow I will fly across the Atlantic at an absurd speed and height (and cost), and eat cute, fake tasting, pre-packaged meals whilst travelling at this absurd height and speed.
Tomorrow, something odd will happen: one of the things I want most happen, will indeed, happen. I will be home. I will see the faces of the ones I love, breathe their air and share their mind.
I'll see you tomorrow.
2 comments:
I'm looking forward to it.
See you then!
So, as you are reading this comment you are at home? In your own house? That is crazy. See you soon!
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