Wow, it's been awhile. A month to be precise, so what's happened in that month to me?...Nothing much. Time is a funny thing. Time is so subjective to the person concerned with it. This whole year is whizzing past so fast but each month seems like it's crawling at a snail's pace.
And yet nothing of any note has happened. The only thing that gleams in my otherwise dull memory is meeting up with friends and looking at the stars at night in north London. Cold but very beautiful. All the stars seemed so far off and slightly unnatural like they were put there by some set designer. Maybe that's what God is. The Great Set Designer in the sky.
Toodle pip.
