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Loïc“Perhaps I fell in love with her not because of one moment, but because every moment led me to her.”
—Loïc Berkeley
It’s killing me that I don’t have time to check my laptop before we head out, but I don’t. I’ve grown what I might classify as an unhealthy dependence on that device. It’s as close as I’ve ever been to an addiction in my life. I live for communication from London. I crave it. Truthfully, that brilliant little machine is getting me through this deployment. Let’s face it; I’m already an addict, and London’s my d**g of choice.
I don’t know when it all happened. When did l**t become interest? Interest become adoration? Adoration become love? Love become all-consuming need? It’s so strange. I feel like, one minute, I was trying to avoid this insistent girl named London,
