2015년 10월 19일
I still think about you a lot. How I only wanted a summer job as a data entry temp and then ended up in your office, after Welma's sister told me about this 'programming' job. How weirdly things work out. My life definitely would have been different without you. I wouldn't be in IT, I wouldn't have meet ***(husband), and so on and so on. Also not sure I'd be in UK right now if it weren't for you telling me about these English villages. Oh, btw my boyspeaks with an impeccable London accent. Not a hint of Seffricanism. Sometimes does Cockney. Heaven forbid.
I've only lived one life and can only speculate what another life could have been. Maybe I would have been happier, I don't know. But every morning as I take a train into the City of London, crossing the Thames, with the magnificent St. Paul's in view, I am happy I went for that interview, and I am ever so grateful you took me in. You were that super oddly British person (to me at that time!), always at the back of my mind as I made a series of decisions, eventually landing me in London.
I bought a house in Greenwich, only fifteen minutes on foot from the observatory. It is a stunning park. I'm also very close to Cutty Sark at the Greenwich Pier. It's now been seven years in the UK, and even my accent has changed somewhat. I still talk super fast.
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