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I was in England at the time. I could tell I was in England because I was sitting in the rain under a wet blanket in a muddy field listening to some fucking orchestra in a kind of red tent playing hits from American movie soundtracks.
Decisions, decisions. Every day, every area of our lives. I once read a saying, going along these lines: “It’s not scary that we’re adults, it’s scary that it is us who are adults now”. 308 more words