I should say that before I missed you I missed the skies from our home and I missed them instantly. Back home the skies were huge and blue and implacable, skies to drown in. Here the very air seemed to choke on itself and I almost feared to look up at the sky in case I angered it, and those heavy, straining omnipresent duvets of dark cloud and smog rush down at me to smother me. And then I missed you like I’ll miss a decent coat a month from now.
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