London...

Here comes the day...The day that's been waiting to happen since you don't' know when. Everything that made sense till today, starts falling apart. It crumbles in the matrix of time, to fade away, like if it never had existed before.
All of a sudden you start to remember how it used to be; how the thoughts you had used to make you feel.
It comes an unexpected day when nothing matters, in a very Metallica way of putting it. Nothing that distracts you from following the rediscovered path catches your attention any longer. All your senses were waiting for this. And they are more than ready to welcome it.
It's time to change. Slowly, like only time allows some things to change. There is no more doubt. There is only certainty dissipating all the pre existent doubts, and everything else will remain when it once was founded.
Motionless stuff is heavy to carry. People who doesn't inspire "the thrill" is not worthy. They are just like props, like a heavy load that stops the movement forward; they are not substantial enough in your life, like everyone of us is in someone else's destiny: We pass without leaving a trace, lighter than a whisper, passing by like if we never had existed, like the faceless strangers we cross in crowded streets everyday.
The day has come. And it's worthy to leave many things behind before starting certain journeys.
Experience teaches us that travelling around is easier when your mind is free, your pocket half full and your heart willing to forgive, forget and carry on.
So we don't look back in anger, not just because it's a good anthem to keep in mind and an unforgettable melody. We don't look back in anger, because it's time.
And only we know when that happens.