As I merged onto I-90 and left Seattle this randomly came up on my Zune.
It’s hard leaving that place. Sure there were times I got frustrated with it, but it’s still the closest thing to a home that I felt proper in calling a home for a long while.
A nomad, a collector, a flâneur, a bohemian artist, a tea cup kind of guy, a Master of Architecture currently in search of a new place to call home..
As I merged onto I-90 and left Seattle this randomly came up on my Zune.
It’s hard leaving that place. Sure there were times I got frustrated with it, but it’s still the closest thing to a home that I felt proper in calling a home for a long while.
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