Sometimes I think about when I lived closer to the city. Both times were somewhere within the space of this scene, or at least near the space of this scene. I think about it and I find myself missing those places, though I don’t miss the experiences. There were some good ones and there were some bad ones, and there were a lot of neutral ones. If I could afford it I don’t think I’d go back, to be honest. Whilst the convenience would be great, I don’t feel losing what I have now would be worth the location.

I hope you enjoy.