A day of shopping and letting go

Of course, London is a place to make use of the money painfully earned through patience and self discipline. I forgot the white shirts though:(

My partner in crime got a crash course in crowd navigating and bargain hunting, even if it was very difficult on a crowded Saturday on Oxford Street...and also a cold lesson in ignoring strangers..but she certainly failed that one...Being too nice in the city doesn't get you anything but annoyance and disturbance.

Instead, pouring your heart and soul into producing unheard of sounds in the confines of a not-so-soundproof room is the best way to let go of all the worries and stress...and vapor of alcohol..