milano smells like home too
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
you can miss two places at the same time. inconvenient but apparently possible. #
Back in Milano. Put my bag down, walked upstairs, blue Mac, room, everything exactly where I left it. Later Mom came through the hallway wearing Angel and suddenly I had that immediate `”home”` sensation, which is funny because in Genova the sea does the same thing. Maybe home isn’t one place. Maybe it’s a collection of sensory passwords.
Then tea at five.
Four biscuits.
Then Yuri.
Then Friday night.
Routine reinstalled successfully.
Remember me, Eclipse.
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