and while travelling to london has kept me from going back to school, this unexpected extension of the holidays for me hasn't really seen me rejoicing. sure, i've escaped calling 32 sets of parents and all the mayhem that must have erupted in the staff room today, but life meanders on, as usual.
london was a beautiful experience. what will i always take to be london to me as the walk in the freezing cold to meiji shrine is japan to me?
as i've always thought, the cold romanticizes everything.
i stayed a few streets away from the marble arch tube station and what i will always remember of the mornings are - slinking out of my hotel, out of the warmth and into the cold - shoes clapping onto concrete, hands seeking warmth in the pockets of my jeans. hunched shoulders and the walking on. and everyone else does the same. women togged in scarves, knee-length boots - fair skin which barely looks a hint of being sunkissed. and men in coats, hats, striding, striding.
the tube - ever so typical a form of transport across the city.
but i digress.
beautiful london aside, today is a day i'd like to remember. for it marks the end of 8 long years that i've meandered on. i'd like to think that life could continue moving on and me being happy in this cocoon of a life, but i think not. life changes, people change and things do change.
and while in the past i'd thought myself to be lucky to find a job which paid me simply for a fulfiling way to while away my time each day, i think the contrary now.
isn't it lovely to think of life in all its possibilities?
