In London, I’m looking for a room and they’re all like small boxes. I go out to get food at a small counter. Go back to a hotel and my parents have all my stuff out on a table. I go through and get a few papers and tell them they can do whatever with the rest. I’m late for the airport, so I get a ride, but it’s raining and the water is flooding the street. We go down ahead of the flood and stop on top of a parking structure. We try to go down the stairs.
My exciting life, this place