
Gossshhh
I am so happy to be back
I heart this blog
Big timmme
I'll be brief
As it's late
And I'm drunk on fall air and friends and fantastic Sunday dinner
I see myself in London
In the changing of the city, the season and the peoples
I don't separate myself from that
I see it as a greater pattern of myself, my life and my perception
I adore London
I adore the city
I adore the dirty, chic, chaos of it all
And I embrace
I think that is why I have flourished and continue to flourish
There's a middle ground
Between letting yourself go and holding yourself back
There's a middle ground
Between the man of your dreams and the men which you deplore
There's a middle ground
Between knowing yourself and discovering yourself
It is a city of history
Of the greatest creative minds
Of fashion and food and sights and sex and fun and anger and acceptance and hatred
I felt/experienced/known all these sides
And I love this city all the more
It is a temperamental city
Arthritic and fabulous
Youthful and dangerous
Complicated and easy-peasy-lemon-squeezey
It is a macrocosm of your life
You hate the people? You must hate that in yourself
You hate the traffic? What peace do you lack
You hate the weather? What countless gifts/opportunities are you overlooking
Bring it all back to you
And be honest with yourself
You're the one you have to answer to
Don't pretend like it's the rest of us
Come back to us
When you've taken a minute
To get over yourself
Missing Beauchamp
But thankful for time apart
After a hot and heavy time
It's nice to reflect
And if you're him: repair
As I sent him off to NYC with a bruised&swollen lip, a cracked rip, several bite marks and a few hickeys
.........
What can I say?
I'm making up for lost time
The flood gates have opened
And he should count himself luckyyy
; )
Good night dear readers
Come back to me soon
It's sooo niiice to be baaack

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