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A summary of how I feel. I love London when I’mm in some far-flung land. I love the crazy wildernesses when I’mm in London…

“…When I was here, I wanted to be there. When I was there… all I could think of was getting back into the jungle. I’mm here a week now. Waiting for a mission. Getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker. And every minute Charlie squats in the bush…he gets stronger. Each time I looked around…the walls moved in a little tighter…” – Apocalyspe Now

I would really value your comments on this conundrum!