Home. It was fucking great being back there this weekend. I guess it's not just the place, as breathtaking as it is, it's the people. My family. I missed them so much, and felt so good to be in my own house again. Belonging is really important.
It was really cool showing Selah and Dom the town where I was born and all that, but of course I kept thinking "god, i wish Hamish was here". Especially in those quiet moments. All and all the ride there and back (11 hour car ride) wasn't too bad, to drove there at night and day during the day, taking turns in driving each way. On the way back though, we made a stupid retarded mistake. We found ourselves in the middle of nowhere, out in the countryside, running on empty - no petrol - it was hectic and giggles for a long time until we thought fuck it (encouraged by a phone call to my dad) we kept going and SOMEHOW made it to a petrol station....legendary.
So now we're back in the city and I already miss my family, security and the quiet.
Keep my head. Until 25th November.
"This city's no longer mine
There's sadness written on every corner
Each lover was made to sign
Now I hear them calling me over and over"
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