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Brick Lane

went to brick lane in london yesterday. it is an amazing place. my favourite place in london so far. lots of interesting galleries. it is where the new shit happens. fashion is hip and mind blowing. i also taught a class as a replacement teacher at the school and i felt like myself for the first time in quiie a while. want to get back to teaching at some point. not sure about the business world at all. numbers and marketing. i think i am not good at separating things. i mean my work and my writing and my life. it all feeds into each other and marketing just does nothing to excite me even a little. just gotta survive it for a while and see what happens. a lot of database cleaning right now and marketing letters/email campaign to education agents. tomorrow i have an interview for my national insurance number. hope i find the place in time and my work day goes well. still some hangups in london. can't transfer my money from my polish bank account. not sure why yet. would have been better to have withdrawn the cash from poland before i left.

so yesterday was the first time since i have been in london where i felt a connection to the place. yes brick lane is the place to be for sure!!!! great market. great music. crazy fashion. socialist bookshop. lots of interesting galleries with contemporary art. gotta go back real soon. clubs don't do it for me at all anymore. just live music. slowly i might get my brain back. fingers crossed. still hard adjustment especially with marketing job but gonna keep trying london and hope to write poetry again soon. been too long. just scraps of stuff and not even much of that.


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