Date: 2016-09-26 11:48 pm (UTC)
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It was not the worst year of Alex's life. He was hopeful that that time, at least, was behind him. He was also fairly sure that the best years, the ones he'd spent traveling the world with his father, were also lodged firmly in the past.

As he'd always said he would, as soon as he graduated high school he'd left New York. He went to university in Arizona, studying geology and French, and spent all his breaks traveling. He wasn't sure why he decided to go to grad school in New York, of all the places in the world, but he ended up there anyway.

Some places owned a piece of you whether you wanted them to or not.

Alex walked through the park after hitting the library, doing his best to soak up all the sun he could before the days got shorter and coffee became a more reliable source of energy.
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