I miss my friends back home.

Although, I did lunch with Paul last week. I think we’re planning on doing that more often, since his school is so close to MOMA.

And I ought to be seeing Guevarra tomorrow at MOMA. I also finally get to meet his girlfriend.

Meh.

I still miss my friends back home. The ease of those friendships.

Sure, we gossip, but eventually we talk about so many other things.

I miss the flow.

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