at some point yesterday it got very sunny and breezy in london and that kind of weather always makes me want to wear all denim and run along the railway tracks with bruce springsteen playing in the back of my head. it was getting dark (oh how i love that wonderful hour of dimming light!) when i bumped into petr roaming streets on his skateboard. we only met two days ago but we’re both just a couple of restless hobo kids and kind of clicked immediately. we got stoned in the nearby park that evening and i was running after him until we joined a bunch of high hare krishna people and it was hilarious and then we started blasting music from our phones and it was embarrassing and i lost my jacket and it was getting unbearably cold and i’m probably gonna get sick but it was nice to just be present again, you know. it was very nice.
i’m never not in love, anon.