So late in the night That its early morning Reappearing each day Without warning He's friendly Ghost of milk deliveries Like this film Of ancient memories
For about 4 – 5 months, I lived in London in SW10 and worked at 77 Oxford Street in SOHO. I would walk to work – or take the “Green Line”. It was great fun – and I wish I had the right mind to stay as long as I could have. However, I at least had the presence of mind to do a pretty darn good job at street photography all over Europe, and as it turns out – that is now my “life’s work” photographically speaking.
I went to work extra early and stayed late – in SOHO. I found it easy to walk anywhere in London.
I’ll probably never be known as a artist or musician, but its better to have such memories where you actually “lived the life” vs. fantasized about doing so and regretting that you didn’t.