Backwash

Written on Saturday 16 July 2005

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Try as I might to live here and call this place home, it’s not. Southampton is home.

Visiting there yesterday and today really made the point to me, I think. Being there, with everyone, and seeing the city in the bright summer sunshine again… I want to go back, I want to stay there, forever, but I know it can’t be forever even if I try.

In a way I wish I could make Bournemouth feel like home. It really should, I lived here for 17 years. But it doesn’t, and I don’t know why…

Heh, I suppose I shouldn’t be making depressing posts like this after the really fun night I had last night. It was really, really good to see everyone again…