mystical.leadenhall.market

leadenhall market on saturday mornigng is very different from weekdays where bankers congregate for beer...

 it's totally deserted on saturday morning

 you couldn't even locate a soul in the entire hall

 it's charming in its own way, a little surreal

 it could be mystically scary, but you chose to indulge in the charm of solitude

just you and leadenhall market, all by yourself.

surreal. mystique. solitude. serene. bliss.

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you had a dream last night. you are not a dreamy person (well, except occasional day dreaming). in the dream you're wearing a white long gown, hovering around. yes, hovering as your feet is not on the floor. you're showering in your white gown, and a baby boy is crawling on the floor.  that's when your inner spirit struck you and you forced yourself to wake up from your dream. you sense the spirit of death for sure.  you woke up and start interceding for the anyone.  you could only think of your third uncle whom you're told recently about his critical condition in icu.
you don't know, may be the dream is about yourself.  may be it's about other but nevertheless, you prayed. earnestly prayed in tongues because you didn't have the right word for such dream nor have you had a revelation.
you woke up today, feeling a little sick, some sort of stomach flu, but mild version.  and hence you stay and work from your studio today.
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