saturday: london
London was like a dream. I had been missing it so much lately - but I couldn't determine whether I was missing the city itself, or the memories associated with it. I think it's both - without one, I couldn't have had the other.I was at first confused as to why the length of Regent Street was closed to traffic, until I saw a sign stating that the Christmas lights were to be turned on that evening. Then I remembered that I had attended the same event exactly a year ago, and I got lost in the memory of that period in my life.
Dinner was spent with old friends from old places, and that was surreal and so, so lovely. But time passes quickly, and with a blink of the eye, I was on a night bus back to Oxford, where I started missing London all over again.
L'Esthete @ 17:15
