so its just another morning in south east london. i wake up to the reservoir dog poster. right next to that, there's a poster for an Irving Penn exhibition. I like photography, specially the black and white stuff. or the in between, gray.
the smiths play in the background. i need to get my things together. by things, i dont mean the house keys, wallet and oyster card. i need to get the entire house together. i need to move today.
i dont care for grammar or punctuations today. i am sleepy.hungover.restless.lost.found.yellow. and a whole lot more.
i look around the room, and see the dvd's and books are the only things in brown boxes. i think of a girl, who is in a different time zone, and currently wondering what she should wear. green or purple? i imagine her in green, which means she'll pick purple. oh well.
amidst new starts, theres a bit that wants to stay with the old. and the bit i leave back, is for good reason. he sits on the edge of the couch, watching her walk around the room. barefoot. hair open. half smile. and....somehow connected.
life throws up several questions. i am glad, it does. because if they didnt, id be sitting in a park getting bored.
this....is to old kent road, the first stop on the monopoly board. and many other firsts.
