Sunday 1 September 2013

Homesick.

I am starting to miss the little things about home.

Like going to the bathroom where my stuff is already there.

Getting a glass of water from the tap.

Big, fat motherfucking chips. None of this French fries crap.

Walking around naked, without the fear of some German backpacker copping a B-grade full frontal.

But mostly:

I miss a toilet being a toilet and a shower being a shower.

Whilst this does promote some pretty satisfying multi-tasking...

Those two were never meant to be one and the same.

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