I don’t want to be here

Places are not just physical, can’t always be mapped, are often lost and sometimes never found. Home is rarely an address, a street, bricks or mortar. We move on, we move away. The unsaid things always the loudest we hear. So sometimes we live in songs. Today I’ve been living in Gold Panda ‘Vanilla Minus’. It cuts my heart but the release is sweet.

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