Movement lends itself to thought. As a student who lives out (and has a busy social life and extracurricular schedule), I invariably have a lot to think about. I like my own company, and the only way to be alone in London is to walk. Whether it’s a journey from A to B, or just around the block at night, I find that walking clears my mind and allows me to think. I live in Hammersmith, not five minutes from the Thames. I walk along the Thames Path - when the busy congested day is over and quiet descends over the river. It is only then I can feel the wind on my face, and think of it as one unbroken line from the North Sea to me. The salt air calms me down, and helps me remember that I am but an individual in a world teeming with life.
This is home.
Feb 11Feb 10
I have green eyes and a crooked smile. And if you can buy me a ring that fits my disproportionally fat fingers I will love you forever.