..this place really fucks with my soul..what 40 moves, three almost-deaths, a serious burn-out and a hell of a childhood haven't managed to do to me, this town succeeds with..
its the filth, the lack of culture, the ignorance and the way people act on a daily basis, the arrogance, the corruption, the fact that organic stuff is almost unaffordable (if available at all..), the unhealthy lifestyle, the bad air, the manically high prices of EVERYTHING..I'm sorry, but..I went to Marrakech last summer. I went prepared. It wasn't half as bad as here..the place was..civilized, compared to the madness here in London. And then..the fact that I am seriously qualified and have to work in a shit-job that's worse than what I did when I was 21..It just shouldn't happen..to someone with my precision, planning, drive, creativity, work-experience and all my money, energy and time invested in my studies.
It is..painful, but I have to stay. Where is my London from ten years ago?
