The Primrose Hill Diaries part 2

Me and Sadie Frost. It's been going on for some time.

ONE.

I had long been wary of meditation, after my aunt had become deeply involved with the Transcendental Meditation movement and died of the cancer they said had already left her body. After giving them all her money and changing her life. Isn’t it funny how something like that can really put you off a lecherous, greedy, pre-emptively-neo-liberal cult of contrived humility, when you’re twelve?