i reached london yesterday, bought the devics bought a travel card looked for friends cooked for friends and played dota for the first time in a long time. on the second day i woke up to spinach and mince meat, went to liverpool street and Sainsbury's and bought groceries to last me for 4 days for 10 pounds and i feel as though as if i have lived here all my life. there's an impossible sense of calm and peacefulness amongst the bustling thriving crowd and it should seem queer that this would be so, given that i was previously in switzerland and yet it is.

ailin has reached london 52 minutes ago, dawn emailed me a day ago and in a flat overlooking kentish town road, i type letters that spell my heart and i say softly, it is december, it is christmas, it is time for me to finally say sorry. but this requires more courage than most realize, and a concatenation of events, so for now, i will wait.