White rabbit and a house
Apr. 1st, 2012 09:51 pmThe white rabbit was standing by the door when I jumped on a train at Aldgate East. The driver warned that it would be a slow ride.
Earlier that day, I had wandered around the Dennis Severs' house, silently, staring at objects and wondering about them, looking a little too long at some and not long enough at others, and also trying to take in the smells and occasional sounds, reading the notes and stroking the cat.
Earlier that day, I had wandered around the Dennis Severs' house, silently, staring at objects and wondering about them, looking a little too long at some and not long enough at others, and also trying to take in the smells and occasional sounds, reading the notes and stroking the cat.