london concentrating mainly on successfully maneuvering about the city. engaged a kind of personal courier, very reliable one. know your way around the tube map, consider yourself savvy make use of an a to z. you stopped wearing certain items of clothing for no reason except your eye has been trained by a couple of million strangers. after three years you are no longer permanently exhausted
get to know people who have been here six years and think "wow... often scared of the dark and impressed by cobwebs and greenery. I love the shire and my hobbit roots. such is the despair of english towns these days. england is like a dying sun, and london is the still warm centre. or maybe the values or respect for the idea of britain we exported round the globe and then promptly forgot/lost/eroded are still alive repatriated/reimported love of difference or at least a sensitivity or confidence in embracing the other which is essentially the more-than-tolerance for other cultures - the understanding that humans share basic states regardless of background - that is the characteristic that perhaps once made us great. maybe i am being naif as i know for sure like all great empires - at its peak it was janus faced. i came to london without knowing why simply a massive place infinite possibility in anonymity, front door and see how london greets you. transitioned and wider and wider, at home in the world - familiar. strange fewer people and fewer immigrants english people seem sweet and foreign a migrant in the wider world. will help me. Comments are closed.
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