Did the slow packing thing where I knew I had all day to get ready so I spread it over the course of the morning and afternoon. Rebecca are back in Bournemouth for our annual visit. The house still looks and smells the same. In recent years I get a miniature out of body experience whenever I walk through the front door. It's lived a lot of lives since I've known it, from my childhood, Uni, COVID and now - each life smashes together all at once like the floodgates of nostalgia opening up. Time to make new memories.
No comments:
Post a Comment