Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…
Late night reveller on next day tube…when you veer into the following day from a night out it’s a reality bending experience…you’re still on the previous day and you’re surrounded by people who have already begun a new one…its almost like travelling in time…sort of. In the case of this person (couldn’t identify gender) they were probably just thinking one thing…where on earth did I leave my jacket and why is it so fucking cold?