I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.
- Extract from "Sea-Fever", John Masefield
several things conspired to make me reconsider the meaning of
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I'll tell you the reason you didn't get home,
It's nowhere you've been and it's nowhere you're going.
Home is only a feeling.
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And I recall I still owe you a chocolate-chip cookie recipe...
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I am one of the more fortunate ones I guess, I have very little problems choosing but it doesn't make me any less sad about the choices I choose not to make.
And I know the day I leave HK for good, I will really empathise with you about Chicago...
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-peishan
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