Sticking with World of Warcraft

I played a lil' bit of Guild Wars. The characters were hot, but the gameplay was a little slow. As a result, I've decided to stick with WoW. It's Halloween tonight and all over Tooting firecrackers and fireworks are lighting up the sky. I think the fruit warehouse below must have received a large shipment of bananas, since the entire flat smells like them.

The market smells like the usual mix of fish, rotting vegetables and spicy food. If I close my eyes, I can almost imagine being somewhere back in Africa. I love the smell of Autumn, especially just before it rains. That really reminds me of home. Last August I was in East Africa and spent quite a bit of time in Kenya and Lamu...something in me really wants to be back there now; sunburnt and healthy. One of the things I love about Africa, is the abundance of fire. It sounds like such a stupid thing to say, but I miss open bonfires. In the Masai Mara, we stayed at a camp which lit a large fire every night and my hair constantly smelt of woodsmoke.

England has a different beauty...but it's docile. The sky is moody and constantly shifting, but too often settles in a listless, grey colour that I find oppressive and bad for the soul. My father told me that when he was a little boy, growing up in Borough, he sometimes felt claustrophobic because the clouds seemed to hang so low. I think I know what he means now.

I wanted to go to Amsterdam for a few days, but it looks like I'm stuck in London. So, I'm trying to make the most of it and not spend everyday on my arse gaming until my fingers hurt and my eyeballs turn red. So far, I've spent about 10hrs at gym doing Yoga (no, not all in one day) and the equivalent playing WoW. I should read more. I should write more but I feel as listless as the English sky.