Picture of my mind

london

starting to bug me

huge place - millions of opportunities, in practically anything u wish for an opportunity

but

do i belong here?

i dont think so, atleast till now

not home.

too impersonal, mechanical - feel like a machine running through life.

no time for thoughts, or feelings.

just a place to make money, ie, if u can

not for me - not my idea of the place i wanna spend the rest of my life with.