On Friday morning I woke up, turned to my right side to check the time and breathed a sigh of relief. It was 9am. I could get to my appointment on time, traffic permitting of course. After watching a couple of episodes of New Girl the previous night, I fell asleep and forgot to set an alarm for the morning. After a short battle with my contact lenses, I grabbed my bag and was ready to leave. The check-up was absolutely fine. They were already running late, so it didn’t matter that I was a few minutes late, well 15 to be exact.
I had given up all hope of seeing the eclipse. It was so cloudy outside and there was no way you could see anything through it. I didn’t have a pair of eclipse glasses anyway.
After finishing my errands, I remembered that I had my camera with me and decided to go for a walk instead of heading straight back home.
Sometimes I forget how beautiful London is. We’re always rushing from one place to another, sometimes I feel like I need to press pause on the busy schedule and take a moment to appreciate the wonders of the city I’m in.
I put on some quiet thought-provoking music, take out my camera and walk down the cobbled streets towards the river. I found myself thinking about the past couple of weeks, months, even years. I realised that certain situations kept cropping up. They were pretty difficult to relive. Then I remembered some pretty amazing things that happened too, which made it all worthwhile.
“Trust the person behind the promise; not the promise itself”