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Have fallen stupidly, spectacularly in love with Boston.
More later, I think. I am taking photos rather than taking notes. I spent today following the Freedom Trail in and around the city, and watching the sailboats on the river, and, later in the day and entirely by accident, I found Boston's memorial for the 9/11 victims. (I didn't realise before, but both of the flights originated in Boston.) It's a room with candles, an endless list of names and water on three sides. Very hard to describe, or to explain the impact of.
I am trying very hard not to think of going back, and how useless my life will be then. Still. I'm in the States for two more days. A little more escapism.
More later, I think. I am taking photos rather than taking notes. I spent today following the Freedom Trail in and around the city, and watching the sailboats on the river, and, later in the day and entirely by accident, I found Boston's memorial for the 9/11 victims. (I didn't realise before, but both of the flights originated in Boston.) It's a room with candles, an endless list of names and water on three sides. Very hard to describe, or to explain the impact of.
I am trying very hard not to think of going back, and how useless my life will be then. Still. I'm in the States for two more days. A little more escapism.
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Oh, and icon love. :)
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And I thought you might like it-- in fact, I chose it because it reminded me of you.