Yesterday, I spent most of the afternoon roaming around the Soho on a mission for inspiration. I walked up and down the cobblestoned side streets just kind of staring at people. I know that sounds incredibly strange but it’s fitting because I am strange. I met up with a few friends here and there along the way for quick half-hour chats and even managed to navigate Topshop/Topman with ease (if you’ve ever been to Topshop in Soho on a weekend, you know it’s chaos). I walked away feeling far more refreshed than I have in months. Now it’s time to tackle some rejuvenation… massages, anyone?