I Love Dick - Chris Kraus

The sun warms my hand as I hold the book
And I feel the soft movement of the train under my seat, my back bounces a bit, I'm floating.
I have found my calm here
I have found my blue
In this city in which my mind overflows with ideas but I can only stay seated and read
Because I have to commute
So I stay on the train and enjoy a moment for myself, something that I have lacked for a long time in a place where nothing happened just hours flew by me and I couldn't find a second to observe my surroundings.
In here I breathe, I stop, I change directions and run, I mark days in my calendar I move forward to my big mountain, I adapt my working spaces and read paragraph after paragraph with a pen in my hand because every word read, every view from the window, every sound from outside, urges me to write.

I Love Dick - Chris Kraus

With 3 coins in my pocket, I walk towards the cafe for an hour of privacy, an hour of work. I stop at the charity shop and go through all of the coats, I imagine wearing some of them on a rainy day like this, would this one be warm enough? would it cover my wrists? I feel cold when the wind touches my wrists. Then I go through the bookshelf. All 50p and 1 pound books. I pick one up, as I've read about it somewhere. "I love Dick" a feminist novel that dares you to read it on the bus. I pay the woman at the counter with one coin, and put the book in my tote bag. I continue my journey to the cafe thinking what can I afford with my other 2 coins, cause I need to sit down for a while, and work, and be alone.
I don't know what a macchiato is but it's the only thing I can afford from the board.
And here I am, sending a message to my self with the free wifi from Nero.

<3 little days, little mornings, little words, I love little London.