A few people at work have checked in with me this morning and enquired how everyone at home is.
I hear myself trying to express how terrified I was when Kai called me last night and falteringly told me that there had been a terrorist attack on London and how crap I feel now but the words don't come out right. My phone was going all night with text messages from friends both in the UK and Australia. People checking on mutual friends, family letting me know they had managed to get home safely, and friends reassuring me not to panic. I could have put the phone on silent but there was something affirming in every message I received. I care. We’re okay. Going to work tomorrow as normal. Love you.
I’m foggy with lack of sleep today but there's a few things that I do have total clarity on: I love London. I love the people, I love Hyde Park, I love Liverpool St Station, I love riding on double decker buses, I love the tube, I love black cabs, I love greasy spoon cafes with deathly strong coffee, I love the laneways and the bridges, I love the architecture, I love the Tower of London and the Natural History museum, I love the diversity, the strength and good old Tottenham Hotspur. I hate being 10,000 miles away and, terrorist attacks on public transport be damned, I would move back there tomorrow.

such a tragic thing to happen. I have never been to London, but I am hoping to go one day. Glad all your people are doing good.
Posted by: song | July 09, 2005 at 12:39 AM