Reading this article got me all nostalgic for LDN, so of course it prompted me to look through my photo archives. Man, sometimes I just really miss that city. It would have been a day like today where I would have layered my socks, buttoned up my peacoat, and walked those glorious London streets.
I used to ruminate, and even lament on how I had left London too early. I'm past that phase now as one realises that leaving is remedied by going back, which I can whenever I want to, really. But somedays, I miss the nuances of that quirky city. It's easy to miss a place the same way you miss a person--for the way it made you feel, for the way you fell in love with it.
I believe in not living in the past (this can be soooooo dangerous); but sometimes it's nice to pay homage to a city that changed my entire being. London, I'm thinking of you today.