Looking for The Ghost | (LP)

I'm in yr city for work.

It gives me warm washes of nostalgia to be here.

Leaving a job site yesterday I took a wrong turn getting back to the hotel and I inexplicably ended up in front of yr first apartment here on Laurier.

I was stunned.
I was dizzy.
I had to pull over.

How did this happen?
It's been over 10 years since I was in that building.

How the hell did I get here?

How. The. Actual. Fuck. Did. This. Just. Happen???

I spent the afternoon driving aimlessly around that neighbourhood, looking for something:
A place.
A feeling.
A sign.

[Secretly, I knew...
I was looking for the ghost of you.]


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