So after my night out last week, I wondered back through my fair city towards the train
It was a fresh evening and not many souls around
It was a perfect walk for me
I got to see the city with fresh eyes. It has been so long since I had time with my thoughts.
No hustle and bustle around me to drown out my thoughts
No where to run to (my train had been cancelled so had an hour to kill)
I decided to take the long way back
Through the Jewellery Quarter
Through the back of the ICC and library
Stopped at the War Memorial
Underneath Paradise Circus
Stopped and mourned at the demise of Exposure (never Subside. Always Exposure)
Awed at the gap where the old library once stood
Smiled at the Floozy no longer in her Jacuzzi
And smiled a little more when I discovered Starbucks was still open so I could nurse a Chai for half hour.
Can’t say I pondered over the meaning of life, or made some epic life altering decision
I did however just take that hour to stop thinking
I just stopped.
It was wonderful
I finally got the train home
I slept like a baby (an actual sleeping baby not the kind that wake up every 20 mins)
I think it was the closet thing to perfection for me that evening