Have you ever wondered about something you didn’t know about? Maybe there’s a place you’ve never visited. Maybe you’ve wondered what it would be like to meet a complete stranger. I’ve wondered about both of those things.
However, I know exactly what will happen in those situations.
I’m sitting on top of a trashcan in a back alley of London. London: The Big Smoke; London: The land of Big Ben and Buckingham Palace. We’re supposed to be known for our etiquette and our fancy accents. The accent part might be true, but the part about etiquette can certainly be argued.
The air is cold and the breeze, blowing gently every few minutes, makes it feel even colder. The freezing metal of the trashcan sends shivers up my back, but I don’t mind. I need a shock to build up my confidence. And I need a lot of confidence for what I’m planning to do.
I breathe in the pungent smell of the alley way as I look up to the moon. While it was only half full,