While you read this please play this video of Chet Baker’s- I get along without you very well.
Today, I watched the day go by under the warmth of the sun with the cold wind chills of London blowing away the piercing burn. It’s been days since I’ve seen such wonderful weather with the two extremes, the heat and the cold, working together to make an effortlessly pleasant day.
To make the most of the free Vitamin D I perched myself upon a park bench in the heart of Bloomsbury Square and watched as the sun went down, happily reading a book, and slowly sipping my Earl Grey tea while listening to my old friend Chet Baker. For hours I sat there, not knowing why but just being compelled to do so. With a smile I looked at my surroundings and immersed myself, loosing myself to the sky, the trees, the houses, and the people.
The pigeons were fed and life was bustling while students sat on the grass along with the many suits enjoying this rare occasion eating their sandwiches. The red double deckers came and went and the black taxis went to and fro but life in this square was still as the sun illuminated the green of the grass and the nests that were up high in the trees.
Now from the window of my hostel I watch the dusty twilight sky after only just experiencing the sun falling behind the Victorian Terrace houses. The wind still blowing gently preparing for the colder night ahead.
My second last day and I seem to already miss this often gloomy and dreary place. With that said however, London has grown deep within my heart, as a home away from home.