The air in London. It's addictive no?
Spend enough time in London then get out and get some fresh air. It's a bizarre form of cold turkey, the anxiety, the DTs, the hallucinations. I left London and stayed in the countryside for a few years, every time I visited the city, even for a day, I was like an addict getting a fix. There it is, breathe it in deep, mmmmm, that London air. So after a while I had to move back, it was calling me like the faint voice of a cliff edge on the wind whispering jump.
Like all addictions I'm sure the London air is eventually going to kill me but before that happens I have a secret mission to attend to.
Oh yeah and I sometimes VJ as well.
Spend enough time in London then get out and get some fresh air. It's a bizarre form of cold turkey, the anxiety, the DTs, the hallucinations. I left London and stayed in the countryside for a few years, every time I visited the city, even for a day, I was like an addict getting a fix. There it is, breathe it in deep, mmmmm, that London air. So after a while I had to move back, it was calling me like the faint voice of a cliff edge on the wind whispering jump.
Like all addictions I'm sure the London air is eventually going to kill me but before that happens I have a secret mission to attend to.
Oh yeah and I sometimes VJ as well.






