London is a city with life. It has an energy that a person
can feel walking down the street. It picks up the cigarette butts, gets showers
from the rain and helps people, like me, when I feel like I’ve been stuck in
a rut.
Back in the states, I felt as though I was losing
inspiration. To blog, to write, to wear, to be. What am I doing with my life?
Where am I going? Oh, the trippy thinking.
But, I come to this city, and can’t help but not want to
stay in my room. I am constantly looking out the window, thinking, “I wonder
why that man has such a big book bag? Maybe he had class? Maybe he is going to
meet someone? A girlfriend? A wife? A child from the sitter? Maybe he has plans
tonight. Maybe he doesn’t.”
There’s always something to be. Something alive. Something fresh.
And that’s why I love it.
The city is a giant mix of culture, each borough having its
unique qualities. But, each person is a Londoner, through and through.
As a class, we went to the musical “Once”. It was absolutely
beautiful. I’ll post the trailer below, just to give you a hint of what I was
able to see. I got all dressed up (sorry, no OOTD here), and paid £4.50
for a teeny tiny Belgian Chocolate ice cream, but it was well worth it. It’s
part of the culture. It’s part of the city.
