i came back home today at night and i just felt that i was somehow making my way back to coronation road. it was that peaceful feeling of walking through a quiet neighbourhood at night with the streets lighted by amber aureoles of sodium lamps.

and when i returned to masefield court there was a rose blooming in the garden. the old granny in charge of it did win the "bloom islington" award after all. it is not that big a deal to live in a quiet place, it is really all pretty quaint.

and there's nothing like a deep red rose to gather all those thoughts together. thank you granny!