The Indigo Cafe, Cambridge, UK (brought to you by the Cinematic Orchestra)

This pen was lying on the table of the most incredible coffee shop I have ever visited. Barclays, a bank in the UK, provided this pen as a gesture of thanks to one of its customers who probably (after finding out it was virtually useless with a broken click-lock mechanism) deposited it (no pun intended) on a table here in the Indigo cafe off St. Edwards passage. In a couple of days, I will live RIGHT next door. How epic.

And speaking of EPIC, this latte is absolutely phenomenal. So smooth on the gulp, bitter on the swallow.. just the way a good one should be. And this pen, merely the stick, point and ink, having its dysfunctional blue sheath removed by my curious hands, brings me closer than I have ever been to the page, the word and the idea. I think we may become friends. To add to it, the music in here is putting me on the virge of happy tears.. The Cinematic Orchestra. I'm going directly after this latte to find a shop where I can get a copy, as well as the new Sigur Ros.

Tonight, I stay at the hostel near the train station. It's strange how different the city is than out there, and even stranger how different ALL of it is from London and Notting Hill. I've still got quite a bit of reading to do, and probably won't be able to finish but one book. But that's okay. And there's a book that I still can't find. It's called "Watch me Disappear" and is by a British lady named Jill Dawson.

I suppose it disappeared.