Between seasonal London showers, I walked familiar roads.
Sloane Square, down Kings Road, through Chelsea to where I lived for a semester in college.
In the '80s, Earl's Court was a hub for Australian ex-pats and students.
In recent years, gentrification has spruced up the neighborhood,
the response to skyrocketing real estate prices.
As I wandered, the streets are only vaguely familiar, but it has, after all, been thirty one years.
A lot of life has been lived since that winter in London,
those months are just a blip on the radar screen of my years on this earth.
The city as a whole left an indelible mark
even if I can longer recognize the flat where I lived.