Wasted Time

If things had been different, I would very soon be boarding a train to head into London. No doubt I would have had breakfast in Leicester Square before strolling around the National Portrait Gallery. At the appropriate time I would have then made my way to Wembley to enjoy one of the greatest bands ever.

Unfortunately due to circumstances beyond my control that can’t happen. Not that I’m bitter but whatever I do today will just seem like wasted time.