We’ll See

Dear friend,

The smell of fast food on a train…

I’ve spent the evening at SXSW London with my old school friend and bandmate, Luke.

Mostly it was an excuse to hang out and immerse ourselves in culture.

Now I’m hurtling home through the dark on a train.

Tomorrow will take care of itself.

The train engine slows as my stop approaches.

There are thousands of people coming into the station.

I’m guessing there was maybe a Beyoncé gig at the stadium near our home—judging by the number of cowboy hats.

I do love this city.

Where we made our home.

It’s full of people, and animals, and birds, and plant life.

Everywhere you look, you see the divine.

Till tomorrow

Love

Mikey