Wednesday, June 08, 2005

London calling 

Going back to London in particular always feels a bit strange. It is one of the world’s great cities, there are places that I love to visit, and I feel a tug to return for good whenever I am there. It always feels that it holds so much promise, and I miss it. This feeling of missing London is one that I have had before, and having considered it at length, I am pretty sure that what I actually miss is my (relative) youth, of which I spent a fair chunk in London. The town just reminds me of the time. I’m not homesick, I’m just old.
You can’t go back, at least not in that sense.

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