Port Out, Starboard Home

Fancy dreams this morning— traveling. Somewhere in the UK: an old, wood-carved and velvet house, rambling and endless. Met a racehorse in the breezeway; sport of kings and single malts neat. Took a million photos and woke up really wishing I could see them.

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