The forecast had predicted it. It fell down just as they said and the day was born in the yellow and orange glows of the lampposts reflecting into the low low sky.
London has put her white coat on and dropped into silence. The wind brushes my face as snow flakes come crashing on my forehead, find the tiny square of bare skin that escaped my attention and is not hidden under the scarff or enter my nostrils as I inhale deeply. If only I close my eyes, I'm on the slopes in the Alps, smelling the winter and listening to the snow sqeaking under my feet.
I have grown to love London more and more but such a day is the cherry on the cake. It is a wonderfully refreshing day where people acknowledge each other's presence and smile at one another as they become squashed on the overcrowded suburban trains of the rush hour.
clairem --- 7 Feb 2007
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hey nice imagery, very well written..what do you do in London?
Let me think now...
Where shall I start and how can I go about it??? By interests? Chronologically? Following my instincts and my heart? Or my imagination? Or else will it be my head taking over to give structure to whatever I can give away... Bear with me and please be patient while I'm giving it a try...
I am a refugee who left her native European country. Just as well the EU exists or my family reasons wouldn't have had enough weight in an official and legal application and I would have been deported without a doubt and without any risk for my life either; I am one of those many sad-faced person squashed on the tube at rush hour, usually not quite awake yet and looking as if it was the last journey to the execution room... actually since I have a mp3 player I now sing and dance along - that is when I can find about an inch of space; I tend to discover the many theatres and stages and community spaces of town; in community spaces I include public houses from the trendiest and busiest to the shabby and smoky locals...
Other than that I'm in an office-based job that is becoming more and more boring over time but allows me to be and do all the rest from 6pm!!!
how about you, where are you? do you have a name?
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