The Search for My E.U. Passport.

And the time passes by.

Oof, more days march on. Things are going by heinously fast around here… fast enough that I can say spring break is already two weeks out.

When did that happen, eh?

And yet, the stories keep getting better. (Talk to Flat 6, if you really want to know.) I feel like we’re not particularly up to anything life-altering, nor am I set out to do anything eccentrically exciting, but nonetheless… the anecdotes that come out of living daily city life in London are just too good.  So much of it has to do with the transient vibe that comes with this kind of community; friends get made, numbers get exchanged, pints get bought. Hardly anyone is actually from London anymore—this is a city of travelers and nomads, when it comes down to it.