it happened to me while drinking a skinny flat white at zinc. staring at the picturesque tree-lined street, watching the well-dressed potts point locals scurry by, the nice cars seemingly hurry-free as they pass... i felt a wave of happiness sweep me up. i felt i belonged.
perhaps it had to do with the beautiful card piero gave me the day before, the fantastic dinner we had last night at smiths's on bayswater - butchery and wine merchant or maybe it was just taking time to reflect on the now. whatever it was, it felt like i was at exactly the right place.
I love your blog already Dave. Thank you for sharing!!! I miss you guys something fierce!
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