Prologue~
Sometimes, you never really know how to feel. New places shock the living hell out of me. I went from a rainy terraced flat in Notting Hill in the hustle and bustle of London. To a five bedroom detached house in the sunny glare of Los Angeles. This all happened in around 24 hours. Everything changed. Me? I hate change, my parents said it would be a good change for me though I get to avoid and forget all my troubles that ever happened before, all the long nights staring at the sky wishing for the stars but retrieving cloudy nights and light pollution all around me. They were all in the past now, memories I had to let go of because if I didn't I would never be able to thrive under the sun. They would bring me down, my physical body would still be in Los Angeles, but my mental frame would be surrounded by the mumbled tyrants walking the streets in their grey suits and black briefcases. My mind would still be a heap of clouds bursting with droplets of moisture. So I'm letting the past go, and seeing to the future. I'm away from it all now, a fresh start. New people, new experiences and new found happiness. In this place I will call home, one day... When it becomes that.
It's the 80's, what's the worst that can happen anyway?
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