You know, there was this insanely intense wind roaring and howling in the streets of London last night.

Still numb and exhausted now as if those gusts of wind shaked my very own little self. It felt like aeroplanes flying just outside my window and normally I'd find it comforting.. to be snuggled and warm with all the hell unleashed out there..but not this time.

With all the stuff that's happening in my relationship right now, I couldn't help but see it as a meta-wind of change, ready to sweep through my reality and clear it out for the new beginnings. And I don't fancy start building anew.