Thoughts while sitting on the train.
It’s been over a year in a city I swore I was never going to live in. And I love it. It’s feels longer though. I have a uniform of shorts, jandals, and t-shirts. I get to be barefoot most of the time. The weather warms my bones. I didn’t realise how cold I constantly was in Wellington. I have a ridiculously central apartment with a balcony garden and sleep with the ranch sliders open because it…
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