I Think The Jokes Would

There's This Thing Of You Can Live In A City And Be Completely Alone, Not Notice Anything Going On Around You.

I Lived In The Cultural Equivalent Of Tatooine When I Was A Little Boy. I Didn't Live In London, I Didn't Live Right In The Middle Of Where Everything Was Happening, I Lived On The Very Edge Of It.

Plainly It Isn't An Exact Science, Despite It Being A Complex Interaction Of Micro-decisions And Corresponding Thought; Perhaps It Doesn't Always Work And We Pass By Some Potential Soulmates Like The Proverbial Ships In The Night, Never Quite Connecting. Then Again, Perhaps The System Is Tenacious And Continues To Run Like A Computer Program On Infinite Loop, So That If At First You Don't Meet, You Are Drawn Back Together For Another Try.

I Was Always Luke Because I Had Blond Hair, And My Mate Stu Was Han. Han Was The Cool One. The Jedi Were Never The Cool Ones.

I Used To Lie In Bed In My Flat And Imagine What Would Happen If There Was A Zombie Attack.