I am a spoilt little shit
As I walked around london yesterday
I realized I am a spoilt little shit
I am in London walking round like its no big deal
Yep London been there done that several times over…
Wow as I literally walked into a steel pole that was just the jolt I needed – how many people would kill to visit London even once in their lifetime.
This time I have been tasked with taking a photo or two a day, which is a beautiful way to become a tourist again, so out came my camera and I started to see London once again as an excited tourist would.
Rather than just walking to my destination the journey became my destination, my destination shifted, and continued to shift for the remainder of the day.
I met a beautiful friend at Nottinghill gate, we walked the streets as tourists and old friends would, devouring everything in sight; the food, the sun, the atmosphere, the conversation.
We walked through the beautiful Portebello, we sat in restaurants, we ate ice cream, we lazed under a shady tree in Hyde Park.
Again I realized what a spoilt little shit I was being as I nonchalantly told my friends back home I was heading over to London.
As this little shit types now, she is sitting on a tube on her way to visit another friend who she will head to Oslo with tomorrow.
This little shit feels like a very spoilt and lucky girl …….