I haven't slept at my house in nearly a month. I have been off round different people's houses, eating their food, creating butt grooves in their chairs, crashing on their sofas, and sleeping in their beds. I am the walking, talking, real life Goldy Locks.
I figured, why stay tied down to one place when you can spread your wings and fly around, and experience new things. No, I'm not a squatter. I just love spending time with my friends. I'd do the same for them any day.
Tomorrow, I'm due to return home, but tonight, I end this journey at Jake's. Top Gear and a few smokes is on the cards, with no doubt a dash of metal music, that I haven't heard since 2005, in the morning, to go with cup of tea.
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