I can feel the smell of winter in my skin...
5h00pm
Cold in the streets.
Try to find an alternative to the tube (which apparently colapsed these last few days...at least in the Northern Line).
No.4 from Waterloo to Archway.
The journey will be long. The bus doesn't go directly to Archway, but drives from East to West and to East again, and then finally to North.
Usually this would annoy me...but not today. I grab my book and loose myself somewhere in between the city noise and the alienations of words.
A four-year-old proper dressed Snow White enters the bus crying. She wanted to get a taxi, not an old bus!! But soon she'll be smiling, sitting by my side asking me all kinds of questions....!
Got home around 7pm. Immediately fell asleep.
Woke up a couple of hours later...freezing!! ...Forgot the windows wide open...
Know what I really feel like? ...Sitting beside a fireplace...and later on fall asleep again with the sound of the crackeling wood...
Indeed!
only one thing missing, still...a glass of a good warm Oporto Wine... ^_^
