It's 8:30 in the morning here in London. I woke up this morning, went to pee and back to bed. The thing with me is that once I'm awake and it's light outside, I can't get back to sleep. So I get out of bed, put on some warm clothes because even though it's a balmy English summer, I think balmy must mean rain 5 days out of 7 and cold most of the time, it is cold. Okay, I will admit that it's only the start of summer here and it does get nice and warm... eventually, it does seem to be taking it's time.
I venture into the kitchen to see what's what. My washing that was hanging out in the morning sun until the afternoon rain came and wet it all, is sitting on one of those ridiculous drying racks in the kitchen. You know the ones and if you don't it's basically a dish drying rack for clothes. It looks like the manufacturers of this one tried to make it look more appealing by adding more horizontal pieces to increase the hanging capacity. What they have failed to do is increasing the width of the structure. So now what you have is the ability to hang all your clothes really close together. I may as well have left them to dry in the washing machine. Saying that, they have managed to dry enough for me to put something on to warm up.
Once I'm all dressed up in as much "winter" gear that I have at my diposal, which is my second pair of shorts, a long sleeve shirt, some knee high socks that belong to my sister and a beanie that my gran gave me, I venture into the kitchen. I had to leave my jerseys in Cape Town as on the day I left it rained so hard that the one I was wearing and the other that I leant to a friend got so wet that I could not wear them or pack them in.
"No problem!" I thought, "It's summer there!".
And so I've just had a shower and put on some clothes so that people won't look at me funny. Basically the same gear minus the knee highs. I really did feel like keeping them on.
I am about to head south to visit my brother. He has been living and working here for a while. As I was putting on my socks I heard the laptop humming and thought about how I was going to finish this off.
Alot of people come over to London and moan and compain about being here. They might say the weather is bad, the pollution high and the town expensive. The thing is, that is all your perception, barring the pollution that is. If you want to live in London, you have to put up with those factors. The thing is that with those negatives, do come positives. The weather is not always bad and if it is, get an umbrella! The town is expensive but then if you can't afford it, you probably shopping in the wrong place. The pollution, that one is not so easy bu if you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem. Get a bike!
Without wanting to sound like a life coach, life is really what you make of it. Even when you have absoluely nothing, you can adjust your mindset to be happy. The same way that you see poor people that are happy and wealthy that are not and vice verse. Happiness does not depend on the weather, what clothes you wear or what sport team did well on the weekend. It does depend on you and the state of your mind. When in doubt, take a deep breath and try not to think about anything. You will find that it's not as bad as you think it is. Well, maybe just the pollution!