I dont need Pierre to ask me in the middle of the night, where's the best hotel 81 huh? I dont need PenisHead to shout out loud inside phuture within earshot of everyone, "eh ! u like SM ah, huh? u have her poster all over ur army cabinet?" I dont need SM to know i have had a huge crush on her since i saw her on THAT movie.
I dont need best friend 1 to tell me that i look good all of a sudden, when i have been sporting the same look for the last half of the decade. I dont need my two best friends telling me "KYL KYL, sure can one" at every girl in phuture that glance our way, during every single wednesday and friday of the week for 4 continuous months. I nod.Īnd so began a 10 day friendship which made such a impression i could recall it after 13 years.
Intrigued by the sight, and very surprised. "Could we be friends?" i turned slightly towards the source of that particular intrusion. That tiny voice squeak across that space, bringing me out of my reverie. I was indulging in that favourite hobby of mine, breathing onto the glass and writing little nothings play time. I heard a tiny whisper from across that small space between seats by the windows. Seated inside the coach, by that window glass. mmm actually im still like that sometimes, which is nice since that could be interpreted as still being hopeful somewhat.īut i digress, so i was there, by the pool, and yet simultaneously in perth too, not thinking about perth as a memory per se but rather i was sure at that moment i was a singular being in two places at the same time in an abstract sort of manner. A wonderful time to be alive i think, not too naive, but yet just enough innocence left to still wake up each morning and marvel at every little thing in life. been trying to come up with a title for this entry but that 1kg of jelly within my cranium doesnt seem to be working so well today.ĭuring a light cooldown by the pool after a good run last night, a moment occured in my head. Towards dusk the rest, apart, face dawn and sun. Besides, i'm a gentleman, but we both know its casual.Īnd then, there's Sunday, cant wait to go for Christmas service.įor stratagems: my name has reached the heavens.īright Ithaca is my home: it has a mountain,Īround are many islands, close to each other,ĭoulichion and Same and wooded Zacynthos. Wednesday, or rather thursday morning was the latter, but that was just guilt over my behavior, and the sort of thing you are expected to say. And will instead spend some solo time on my bed reading Dave Eggers's You Shall Know Our Velocity Today was one of them, a date with friends, but i refuse to spend another birthday at a meaningless party having another bottle shoved down my tilted head. There are the type of dates u cant wait to keep and the type of date you both know you'll never keep.