I’m not home sick, but I’m starting to miss the small things…….
Fresh milk, sidewalks, huge coffees, my comfy bed, diners, cooking for myself, Mokabees, Becca and Claire, the dolphin pound, forest park, balcony conversations, incense, huge American portion sandwiches, OneWorld, SLU political science department, community, central heating, long showers, mom’s cooking, Sunday conversations with LB, the corky statues all over SLU’s campus, Pius Research Library, independent housing, Mom’s random and delicious dinners, dorky conversations about politicians with Brian, riding around Brownstown with Tyler like we own the place, dock-o-clock, Little Harbour characters, my Dad’s stories, going to class in sweat pants when I’m late and/or don’t care, bagels……
Things I wish America (St. Louis) had….
Efficient public transportation, fluidity, a Moroccan community, Belgian Beer, The Belgian Royal Art Museum, a sense of history, decriminalized marijuana, outdoor fish markets, Restaurant Matradies who tempt you to come in, espresso in every establishment, a real downtown, an actualized sense of freedom, Cathedrals that make you lay down on the cobblestone in aww, Jesus Paradise (excellent lounge), a train to an endless amount of adventures and sights, Lauren and Priya, Sunday Markets, sidewalk cafés on every block, friendly strangers……
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i have to write a story about the outdoor fish markets and seductive restaurant matradies... and cathedrals that make you lay down on the cobblestone in awe, and Jesus Paradise... and mammoth Sunday Markets and you and Priya...
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