…I’m terribly homesick.
I loved waking up in my brother’s house and spending time with my family. I was so “there”, couldn’t care less about politics, work or anything here in Canada. Too late now to phone and say hello.
Tonight I don’t care if it’s going to be Bush or Kerry. I’ll just enjoy remembering the view from my bedroom in Binningen. Actually, if Bush wins, I’ll probably won’t need a phone to hear the jeers, boos and hisses coming from overseas.
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