You know how sometimes when you decide to let something go, and you just feel so great? Doesn't matter if it's an ex boyfriend, a job you really wanted to quit but they sacked you first, or even a friend you couldn't do enough for and she unfriended you on facebook. It's just the part where you let it all go that just feels so delicious.
I was just skipping in the darkness, earlier, on the way home from visiting Major Bobby in hospital (seriously: he is such a delight, such a charming charming man: perks me right up) and strolling thru the Boltons in the dark, heading home, I passed half a dozen college girls, singing and laughing, and it's like none of us realised it was rainy and cold.
Mr. D and I had a great dinner, now we're hanging out with the cat, and I just clicked on a folder and found some shots I hadn't posted of Emilia, last fall, wearing Goodone for Topshop, and suddenly the song 'Bright Sunshiney Day' popped into my head. I had no idea it was Jimmy Cliff: I somehow thought it was more.. mainstream.
Whatever. Hit play, turn up the volume, and sing along with Jimmy. Tomorrow heading to Shoreditch, meeting with Robinson Pfeffer, and you betcha I'm bringing my camera. If I see anyone in the East End style worthy, I shall go up to them and ask if they'd like to be dotted.
World, I am back.