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suddenly swept by an impulse to travel and was desperately looking for cheap tickets to london for spring break. alas, tickets were upwards of 400 dollars and considering the credit card bills i racked up during christmas, i shouldn't even be thinking about it. but yet, i do. i want to see friends. i want my friends to show me what they see. i want to sophisticate and invigorate but money is a huge obstacle.
i'm back in grantham and despite what i tell most people, i do miss philadelphia. i miss my alter ego, my inconspicuous self. the city transforms a person and when a person says that he or she likes the city, what he/she really means is that s/he likes their own city essence .... notice how gender correct i am in this post?