Okay, now that I have a little time to process everything that happened in the last week, here are some conclusions of this big, messy and wonderfully happy story.
The first one, the general one: please, dream. Dream about the biggest things you can’t even imagine, and then just do them. Just like that.
The second one: I’ve won a jackpot for my birthday. I’ve ticked all of the boxes, every single thing fell into place for me to be where I was, and if it wasn’t for the tiniest of circumstances, I would never have met my favourite band, got to have so many friends over who are like family to me, got to spend my birthday next to them at a festival, sharing it with the person on stage who felt that one birthday congratulations wasn’t enough and he needed to say that one more time, and I would never have seen London in all it’s glory or brought home any of the gorgeous things I have now (that record store in soho fulfilled a dream of almost a year and I will forever share the memory of buying something I thought I’d never have with @resa_the_a, my favourite poetry book from @supernova.supercursed, I can’t thank you enough, my friend, all of the art, the postcards and many many more things).
I can’t even begin to express how much of the experience was made by the people, the wonderful @liv_october and @eleni.taylor who only popped over to see us and made our day so much better with just their happy faces and tireless jokes, the gorgeous BBC Radio 2 gang of @stormabelle (who made absolutely marvellous party hats for us) @firstname.lastname@example.org who saved my stupid ass countless times, and the one and only Queen Sarah @47_sarah_ whose dad took the video I thought no one filmed and to whom I owe my life for that, and the amazing French Revolution International Project group who achieved all we thought we could and then came more, and all of the people who graced my birthday with their lovely hugs and warmth and being the absolute best to me @s_feh09@clara_frk@theapidae (who created a hell of a list of things to do in London when everyone finally leaves, and I’m so grateful for that) @utace.
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This lot ♥️
Posted at: 2019-07-18 05:10:22
Ready for your Expelliarmus
Posted at: 2019-07-17 11:32:23
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to see the world
in a grain
in a wild
to hold infinity
in the palm
of your hand
in an hour
Posted at: 2019-07-14 16:51:17
The best birthday out of the 23.
@bastilledan shouting “Happy birthday to you, way more importantly!” from stage is the highlight of my life.
Posted at: 2019-07-13 10:57:07
Hello Instagram world.
This story started last November, with me walking home from work. At the doors of a metro station there was a little crowd, so I went to see what was happening.
A lot of people were standing around a man with nothing but a backpack and a few colourful postcards with pictures of cities, bridges, forests and seas. He only spoke English, so I asked him what he was doing there.
The man turned out to be from Canada. He had no family, his house had burned, and he had nothing to lose, so he went on a journey around the world. He took pictures of every place he had been to and offered them for donations or for free to anybody who wanted to take them. The only condition was to promise him you would travel there and see it with your own eyes.
I’ve recognised London.
I took the postcard and made a donation.
I was fully aware that I wasn’t going to see London in a lifetime.
But here I am.