May 2010
Chapter Two: From Edinburgh, Scotland with Love
“I’d prefer to remain a mystery; I never like to give my background and, anyway, I make it all different all the time I’m asked. It’s not just that it’s part of my image not to tell everything, its just that I forget what I said the day before and I have to make it all up over again. I don’t think I have an image, anyway, favourable or unfavorable.” Andy Warhol And The Velvet Underground...
Chapter One: I'm leaving on a jet plane...
sigur ros. samskeyti.
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go.
Its a few days before my trip begins and I’m terribly nervous. I’m dreading the airport, the checking in of the bags, the constant waiting to get to where I want to go. I’m in this suspended state of perpetual waiting. Waiting for London to be mine, waiting for my perfect job, waiting to get married, waiting...
