Well what a day, nothing much really happened. Had a talk with a friend, drove to London. Had a bit of a hangover. Met up with X in London to try and climb a new building being built. It’s a tall one. However after setting off a few alarms, being stalked by a lone police officer we decided to go somewhere else, and settle for a tiny 8 story roof top. Soaked in some views and took a snap or two. Decided to call it a night after that and had a quick chat with a friend on the way back.
Went to sleep, dreamt about meeting a girl, while I was with other people. It was nice, but i totally fucked it up, but at least it was a dream right? Maybe I could learn from this not so real experience.