The xx part 2

by Simon


I’m in London staying with friends for a few days, and the old town is covered in rain.  I’m still working, the rest of my little family are going out and about.

It’s weird, I’ve been commuting everyday but waking up here is completely different.  I found it really gloomy, almost depressing.  Like having a badly judged one night stand with an ex; I just want to go home now.  But I was born here, lived here forever, I’m a Londoner.  No more it seems.  Well, I didn’t expect that.

Meanwhile the xx sound amazing over headphones in the rain.