London

I sit here on a cold and damp morning in London sniffling and sneezing from the chill that has infiltrated my bones, I underestimated how the change in climate was going affect me.

Leaving Lusaka was like giving away my favorite book. I loved getting lost in the pages, getting inspired by the characters, and feeling something that I could never quite put into words.

I could have easily re-read and clung tightly to my favorite book. But I would not have been honoring the time I spent there and the lessons I learned. I did not need to cry for Zambia because Zambia was coming with me. I had a beautiful moment in the country but there are moments just beginning, filled with infinitely sparkling life bursting to be lived.

I miss the warmth of Zambia two fold;

1. I went into a small shop and put the warmest hat, scarf, and gloves on I could find. Walked up to the counter and said I'll take them all. The cashier laughed and cut all the tags off for me because I was too cold.
2. No body talks to each other. I will be sitting on the tube, or on the bus and I look around with such sadness because no one cares about anyone else.

And why do people want to look exactly like a person in a fashion magazine!? I look out onto a sea of lost souls wearing cloths they probably couldn't afford and don't like to mask their insecurities, I don't like it and I don't understand it.

The air is cold here in London but compassion is frozen in the hearts of the people!

Ok, now that I have said all that, this city is TEAMING with life. The energy is wonderful and exciting, the architecture stands proud to remind us of history and change. The accents of people from all over the world make one giddy with curiosity and novelty. Millions of cafes, restaurants, pubs, shops, boutiques, You name it! Its here, but it won't be cheap!! I already see stories in my head, dancing around waiting to be chosen and committed to paper and pen.

Chapters ending and beginning continuously, everything is revealed in the final chapter. Relax and enjoy yourself, its later than you think.