London(s)
Tags: Mindset · Personal Development
Remember the Night Bus and grotty commutes? This piece is a meditation on being tired of London as an idea not leaving, as I wander from Crossrail Elizabeth Line and how it would have changed my commute, to Soho's vanished record shops, the Coach and Horses and Jeffrey Bernard, and the quiet parade of suburban bakeries, kebab shops and Turkish barbers.
Rolly's Take
For the reflective soul who wanders through the relics of a city once vibrant, yet finds themselves yearning for the ghosts of its past. It's a meditation on the bittersweet tension between nostalgia and the relentless march of time, where the familiar streets echo with delightful memories, even as they morph into something unrecognizable. In the stillness of London’s corners, there's a sense of belonging, a quiet understanding that you're both a part of and apart from the city’s ceaseless evolution.