I’m staring out the window at the New Forest, where I grew up. The song in my ears is called Home. It’s beautiful. And I feel whimsical because as I stare at the beautiful forest in the place I grew up I realise I’m going Home. To London.
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Lol, if I was one of those enlightened Budddhist types I’d be like “oh how blissful for Jess with her lovely ALMOND croissant I’m so happy for her”. Sure that’s the appropriate response here.
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This is the energy I'm here for
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