Standstill- Draft two

Yesterday was weird. London, the city that never sleeps, slept. I went out to meet a few friends last night and the tubes were empty. Completely empty, and so were the streets. Weird.

In all my life I have never encountered London to look so dead. It was quite nice in a way as I began to notice things I had never noticed before. Have you noticed how many pods the London Eye has? 32. I have lived here for 19 years, born and raised but only just realized this last night. Its funny. So many people miss the little things in life because theyre to busy looking at the big things. This may not be the correct contrast but you know what I mean.

Another thing I noticed was how long it takes for London Bridges crossing to go down again. I was sitting on a wall near the London Eye staring at how calm the Thames was when the bridge began to descend. I counted. 1,2,31 minute 36, 1 minute 374 minutes 527 minutes 14. It was so chilled just watching. But what I dont understand is why the bridge was up to begin with. There were no boats. No people. No atmosphere.

Come to think of it, there was nothing last night. It was like the whole city was standstill, like there was no time.

Oh, my watch is broken.