Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Where The Heart Is

I'd like go home, just for a little while.

I'd like to drink tea at 24 Cranleigh, and eat hotcrossed buns with brie and apricot chutney, and sit in the conservatory and see all the green of the garden.

I'd like to sleep between soft old blue flannel sheets with my cat curled in the crook of my arm, purring in his dreams.

I love this city. But country roads, please take me home, just for a little while.

The Wolves (Act I&II) - Bon Iver

6 comments:

kerri ní dochartaigh said...

aaw baby chicken. i really adore you already and we have only met. this is beautiful xx

Anonymous said...

big bon iver love <3 x

Anonymous said...

big bon iver love <3 x

Winnie said...

I'm sure you'll feel less homesick as easter draws ever closer and you can go home for the holidays. That quote is lovely.

fash said...

and you, anonymous. my family come to edinburgh tomorrow so that should stop the pangs a little :)

Ida said...

I remember the days when I moved out so well, and man it was so hard at times. Then just before you know it, you are grown up, and home will be somewhere new and just as nice.

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