Unexpected excitement.
I don't know what's got into me this evening. My life is in disarray, and yet, here I am, deliriously excited.
I remember being 20. A first year student. Shopping in Netto. Walking everywhere because I couldn't afford public transport. Whole days spent in bed with my girlfriend, not sleeping... Finally getting up at 4.30 p.m. to scrape into free galleries before they closed. Hoarding cheap chocolate and eating nothing but noodles. Staying up all night, not drinking, debating philosophy. Sailing round Brixton in my hippie clothes way, way before Brixton was cool.
Tonight I'm 32 but I feel just as alive. I've flaunted my open blinds to watch the street darken outside. And what a metaphor. We make life so complicated. But really it's all light and dark. And our hearts, leaping.
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