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Thursday, Jul. 17, 2003 - 01:09 It's strange, I was just thinking about Abi. We did lots of cool things together. But all my memories of her feel so surreal. And then I realised that this was because I had not seen her in about ten months. I have her address somewhere. But I don't want to write. Writing always seems a mockery to me. It promises so much, it delivers so little. I miss her. I want to see her. I want to see all my female friends, the ones I used to joke were my kindred spirits, and all the guys I used to hang around with (Hi Duck, by the way :) if you read that footnote again, you will see that the only problem was I missed a comma out. Complicated syntax but it was all correct otherwise :) ). I've returned home and it's empty, or near enough. Nearly everyone seems to be away. We've all changed and drifted, will we ever meet again? *sigh* I do love my uni friends. But I miss the closeness I had with my friends here. The feeling that they were always nearby. Random word for today: dyad << last entry ... next entry >> Interesting doughnuts - Sunday, Feb. 05, 2006 Blogging, why? - Friday, Feb. 03, 2006 Dreams, climate change - Friday, Feb. 03, 2006 In the shadows - Sunday, Jan. 29, 2006 |
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