An Electric Night … šŸŒŸāš”

… aka London is lit, part 2.

I really enjoyed my evening stroll tonight [and totes cremated my pasta bake calories yasss], but once again I got reminded of what was once, and what is today.

Seeing all the Christmas decorations and window displays truly doesn’t hit the same when all stores are closed, and the streets are littered with nasty covid barriers (like this shit is gonna help?).

*sighs in a subtle manner so as to not attract the fury of the anti-breathing brigade*

All I want for Christmas is the government overthrown and the masquerade unfolded.

Let’s get parliament lit properly this time, eh?