Thursday, 1 December 2011

Fenwicks Christmas window is one of the most beautiful things

At Night

On the bus, going to meet Sam by the Monument. Most of the passengers seem to be getting off at this stop, I don't know where it is but it's opposite the school I think that weird kid from middle school moved to. The voice of a camp man on the back row says that Sophie is free to model tomorrow. I can smell someones body odour and see a lady holding Christmas wrapping paper near the front of the bus. The perfume of the woman next to me reminds me of the middle school canteen. I think this is my stop. Why do I write about things like this?