It only hurts
While chatting with a friend about an english soap opera, I was hit with such a pang of nostalgia:
Yorkminster and seeing the chamber choir at mass.
The Monk Pub in London and the rack for 36 shooters.
The Tree Hotel in Oxford and the horrible couch I was asked to sleep on.
Chirk Castle and the barren hallways that spun around the exterior.
The food
The people
The shopping
The history
The stories
The pictures.
And all I can do is tell myself 'just over four more years'.
Yorkminster and seeing the chamber choir at mass.
The Monk Pub in London and the rack for 36 shooters.
The Tree Hotel in Oxford and the horrible couch I was asked to sleep on.
Chirk Castle and the barren hallways that spun around the exterior.
The food
The people
The shopping
The history
The stories
The pictures.
And all I can do is tell myself 'just over four more years'.
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