London town, an airport, ships passing in the night, a meeting of minds, a grid. Why don't we say Merry christmas to our neighbours, or even say good morning? show me a village today.
Today its all an effort, sharing words with extended family never felt so time consuming. You ever felt worlds apart from the people that surround you? Ever felt on another level of consciousness? Are cousins of cousins and so on ever supposed to understand you? i guess not, lets just sit tight and wait for another sincerely routine dinner to blow over. Is Xmas about getting close to family or starting to notice your worlds apart? generation gaps, different interests, someone throw us an ice breaker please. They live like a tin of quality streets, all the good content is gone, the toffees and treats all banished. Has anybody got something remotely interesting to say? Not today plaisant , not today.
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