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I Want To Go Where The People Go...
Wake up.
Phone a voice thousands of miles away who is just going to bed; just for the re-assurance that he's still there; albeit an ocean away.
Sigh.
At the moment, I know where I want to go. The problem is, getting there. The news this morning of a tunnel collapse on one of the main railway lines out of London struck a chord. Because that's how I feel at the moment - like there is a huge pile of debris blocking my way, and no other way around it.
I need a JCB or a significant quantity of dynamite.
Phone a voice thousands of miles away who is just going to bed; just for the re-assurance that he's still there; albeit an ocean away.
Sigh.
At the moment, I know where I want to go. The problem is, getting there. The news this morning of a tunnel collapse on one of the main railway lines out of London struck a chord. Because that's how I feel at the moment - like there is a huge pile of debris blocking my way, and no other way around it.
I need a JCB or a significant quantity of dynamite.