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It worked.
All right. Not every detail. I am pretty chicken when it comes to leaving all behind AND just wander around. The company remained. Location changed. I feel like being in the port.
London.
Global warming made it a livable place. All swarming with aliens. I wonder if there is any true English left here at all.
Next waypoint?
My heart would go. Just fucking go. But also listens. Silent talks. So marooned for a while.
Being alone, I mean more alone, gives one a unique perspective. The perspective of shut-up-wisdom. When there is nothing but to listen to your inner self. No suppression. Just listening. Piecing puzzles together. Yes yes. Brain does as well but you would never believe the fatty watery thing. But silent self talks in signs and gets.
So the journey has started. At least that.
I am good. I know. And I just don't want to put any marketing behind it any more. Sort of take it or leave it. Silent self cares.

Posted by Torch42 00:48 Archived in United Kingdom Tagged living_abroad

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