Mind the gap

I am thinking about London while listening to that most American of artists, Bruce Springsteen.

So many thoughts.

I miss it. I miss the people. I miss the new friends, and the friends I have had a little while. I miss the friends I didn't get to see. I miss the ones I haven't yet met.

I uploaded all my pics this morning before I started writing and I realized I didn't take many. I was too in it so much of the time.

I thought more about the pictures I didn't take than the ones I was looking at. The moments in between the ones when I bothered to pic up the camera.

The tender goodbye between friends - each artists in their own right - after an amazing night, the love, the immeasurable respect for one another.

The homeless man outside of Waterloo Station who sat, with his dog against a statue. He did not beg, he just sat basking in the adoration of this four legged creature whose gaze said, this man is the king of my world. And that was enough for the man.  I envied his contentedness.

The conversations about music and politics and even biscuits.

Never call a biscuit a cookie. Lesson learned.

The fucking beautiful people - and I could have used up every bite of memory on my phone taking photos of just them. The slightly disheveled Londoner would put the average American to shame.

Still, it was the man in the shorts and tee that I want to be most like.

You already are, honey, TGB said.

There is so much more. I am sure I will tell you all about the tour of London, the night of laughing so hard my face hurt, making Ben Marwood laugh really hard, TGB's favorite moment of the trip, watching the graffiti artist create. All Most of it.

But this morning I am struck by an odd feeling. I have travelled a lot. I am always relieved to be home. Not today. I don't think I was quite ready to come home yet.

Titty sprinkles!

Postscript, a friend took umbrage with my dislike of The Boss and sat me down to explain the err of my ways. The conversation we had is hard to remember exactly and, anyway, it is mine. But, I have been convinced to revisit this particular album and this specific song. 


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