If It Feels Good Do It

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Ah, those were the days. One week ago I was in Belgium worrying nothing, having a great time, and looking forward to reunions.
Right now I’m sitting in my uncle’s freezing study. My lungs have that dry, yet need to cough feeling. I’m trying to relax. I’m full of at least five over-the-counter medications, some of [...]

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I’m sitting here with my grandmother who just told me some things I didn’t know.
My grandma told me that her mother, whose name was Maggie McQuaid, was Irish. So first of all my grandma is half Irish, which means I’m one eighth Irish, which I didn’t know. I thought my grandma was all English.
Maggie McQuaid [...]

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Whenever I land in England, there is always a small part of me that feels like I’m home. Looking over the rolling hills when the plane is descending, it’s a primordial feeling.
But then when I go into pubs and restaurants, or even with my family, I feel like an outsider. I feel like people look [...]

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