Home(s)

I should be used to this by now. In a way, I suppose I am. I know what and how much to pack. I know what tickets I need, the times to book for. I know where to go and who to talk to. I know how to do everything in such a way that I will cause myself the lowest amount of discomfort. But as it always is when I travel between Calgary and Winchester, I have this feeling of leaving one home to go to another. I don’t want to leave, but I also don’t want to stay.

Bridge of Spies

No Spoilers!

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Ah, look. WordPress has just wished me a Happy Anniversary because I signed up with them one year ago. My counter is showing 1 hour to go before it’s been a year to the day this blog first went up. When I post this it’ll probably be up. But I’ll talk more about that another time.

I’m going to review Bridge of Spies tonight.