I have been learning a lot lately. Or at least that is what I have been telling myself. The pattern seems to go that after an adverse situation I try and find the light, or the meaning that I deem is hiding somewhere after or within. I guess it is only human to try and make meaning of the things that happen to me. Living essentially alone in a foreign country seems to occasion this type of reflection. Going on long walks to avoid metro fees and getting fat. Also, just the thought of getting lost above ground just seems more comforting...Something that terrifies me even more than getting lost, getting fat and paying metro fees, are birds. The pigeons in London are even more terrifying than others, because they are ruthless. They find their place and they get what they came for. They flock together and share their loot. In addition to terrifying me, they have inspired some thought. Why do they always go after the same people and the same food day after day? How do they communicate with one another? Most importantly, I found myself asking why? Then I thought about myself. Here on this trip in London. I go to the same places everyday for work. I get together with my friends that I have made here and we flock to different and sometimes the same places for food. Then I asked myself, why? How many of these people that I am surrounded by, would I be flocking with if I had met them back home? What if we didn't share a work place, a flat, or an abroad program. Honestly, I am not quite sure. However, for now we are all just birds of a feather. What happens when we all fly home will determine if we are ever reunited together...
The zoo night club & bar