rain

Today is the first time is has rained for a while. The main difference being that I am back in London now. Living in a little appartment in Spitalfields, bordering the city. How dismal. I have been woken buy a gigantic pneumatic drill, digging a hole right outside the flat. The building was literally shaking with the force of the drill. Does nothing change in England? As I speak another machine has just added to the chorus, flattening down the freshly laid tarmac from yesterdays dig. I sopose I should be grateful that there is work being done, rather than a hole and no workmen.

There is something quite exciting about being back here, and my head is alternately filled with dreams of finding a good job and a nice little house within reach of the city, OR "sticking it out" for as long as I can and then making a fast exit to a place very far away and with a less dreary climate. I think the current plan is to stick it out and see how it all feels in a few months.