Sitting by my window. The sky is almost a midnight blue. Itβs 16:35. I can hear the occasional police siren, car tyres on roads and a few tweets from birds, but other than that London feels quiet. Am looking at parliament and wondering what on earth is happening in the country.
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In short, it's, a fucking mess.
I'll be leaving it all behind, for 6-9months, on Mondayππ»ββοΈ.
So much mess ππ«
It will be alright, darkness can persist for a while, but the light will scatter it eventually.
Beautifully put, and true β€οΈβπ₯π«βοΈππ½
it gets darkest before the morning light π«
This is very true β€οΈβπ₯π«βοΈ
Good luck. My people parted ways with parliament back in the tail end of the 1700s. Not that we were British. Just Germans living in the empire for about 35 years before the relationship was severed.