Squat meet
This evening I went to a meeting at a squatted residential and social centre near my house. I want to get involved in more political stuff. The people at the meeting – mostly residents – were very nice and welcoming. They talked about house business and whether its OK for people to consistently freeload food from their socials. I think I might get involved in the cinema and the cafe.
I love how squats can be so different, but have the same order of mess and detritus, the same ill-conceived room layouts and over-flowing ashtrays. They always feel like dens.
And, for the millionth time, I have a feeling of possibility following a new experience.