back to the begining
going into Westfield is like returning to the womb.
The familiar sounds and comfortable lighting. I feel like laying on the floor of the food court and rolling into the foetal position.
Ok maybe that analogy is inst the best, but I do live Westfield in that this is gross but I love it kind of way.
Tom shouted me lunch in the foodcourt today we had butter chicken and cheese naan and a buddy of course. The foodcourt is a good place to sit and eat and talk. I think mostly because it has food and chairs.
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