Simple things

For a number of reasons, i cant actually do anything this week.

But I've noticed something. London is the best city on earth for singing in the streets. Try it. Noone will here you, cause its so freakin' noisy. I did, I sang summer time consistantly all the way along oxford st to tcr, i turned only 4 heads on a 40 minute walk, and did they mind? No. They all smiled at me, and I felt free, and happy, and like id made the whole commotion of life sound a little less drab.

Even if they could, I reckon a song wouldnt mark anyone out as the nutcase on the bus, or the maniac on the tube. There's always someone worse off, and if you cant beat them, join them. You dont need to be loud about it. Embrace your inner weirdo, you cant do it everywhere.