King’s Cross has seen me crying a few times. I was trying to remember today when was the first time, and probably was three years ago. My head was everywhere, I was very confused and in I was crying because I felt ashamed. Since then, I have probably cried in every part of Kings Cross, sometimes of joy, sometimes for no reason.
Today, a truly loved friend of mine gave me some exciting news. She is going to pursue her most important dream in science. She told me this while sitting in St Pancras International, and I just couldn’t hold my tears.