January, and time to begin packing up everything I’ve accumulated here. My flight goes over London, which makes me worried it will get cancelled, but the thought being stranded here when my visa expires at the end of the month, is far worse to contemplate. My plants are small trees now. My mother has replaced me with a ginger stray known only as
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