this house has you obsessed.
i want you back.
you and i had dinner together yet we were oceans apart.
your minds' wheels are spinning constantly;
even when you say things to me, i know you are elsewhere.
funny that my career is based on creating homes for people.
but i can't seem to help you create one.
have i failed?
go to the ipod. press play. you will hear::
that's where i want us to be.
i sang this to you as we were biking through the gorges d'ardêches.
remember?
come back.
to route one.
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