it's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Late last night, I took the bus from London to Cambridge. I listened to REM on my IPOD and watched the rain fall and the road pass by. The couple across the aisle slept in each others arms. I felt like I was on a long trip somewhere far away (South America?) but I was just going back to my flat.

I don't think many people read this blog but for those of you who have been checking in, I'm sorry I have written so little off late. But with the winter almost here (or is it here already? when does it really arrive?), I know I will start writing again soon.