This trip to the UK has been full of extraordinary coincidences. Every turn into a shop or pub greets me with a Morrissey song or Beth Ditto. I’ve run into three of the same people I met last time I was here in completely random locations (not even the same place I met them last time). The hotel that we booked for in Manchester had a Morrissey themed lobby display (neither of us knew this prior) and, I just told the outstanding bartender, Chiara, at CitizenM Shoreditch (who remembered me from last week) about my the tattoo I received in Manchester (wanted to see if she knew of a shop around here as I’m ready for my next) and she too has a Smiths inspired “there is a light...” tattoo on her arm. This world is telling me I’m where I belong right now. And I couldn’t be more thrilled to be here.