Home has always been wherever I am. I'm not very attached to walls - or people, for that matter - so I've always loved travelling around. A book in my back pocket, a diary, and a pen is all I need to call any place home.
For rarely are sons similar to their fathers: most are worse, and a few are better than their fathers.
There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.
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