Dan’s View

Well I guess meeting is a generic term, more so a drink with someone I haven’t really spoken to in the last month or so. After three years it is weird not to have spoken in such a time. I do miss them and want us to be friends. Just I don’t know what to expect when we meet. I’m not scared, just in/with trepidation. I’ll come back to this.
So currently I sit on a bench just to the east of The Eye looking north before I catch the train south from Waterloo. There is a christmas market head east only the south bank just to my right, I walked through it on Sunday afternoon. Time to open that Organic Westons Cider…
Cider finished, now standing on a packed South West train heading to Clapham.
Back to the matter in hand. I am looking forward to seeing them just really don’t know what to expect. It will be a good chat though I’m sure. Ok I’m now getting thumb ache due to one hand CrackBerry usage in confined standing train space…
Quick pint before meeting. Sitting in The Duck, just about to go to The Goat. Damn pub names on this street… Who knows..
Just met, they have gone to get a drink. Weird, I smiled. I think it’s nice to see them. Better stop writing now the might come back…
Am now on the train to Victoria. Was good to see them. If a little taxing on my wits to a degree. Here at Victoria, so update from when I have a chance.
Just on the bus to Fulham, still a bit confused, the music is helping though. DJ Amnesty from the middle of October. A nice set. Still gotta get back to bus confusion.
So I have just the email well it was not in email style and it causes me to think differently. I didn’t realise such feelings were in the air. I mean I know I have appently been quick to deal with such a change. But I havn’t, I am still processing it all.

This post is obviously over a period of hours, start is around 18:35 and end is more 22:00 hours. (And I am late to post!)

So it has been a difficult week. I have been dealing with the breakup of my relationship. It’s a hard change; 3 years is not a short amount of time and will not be forgotton. I am not certain of where I am going now, well I know what I am doing but it has changed the future. (NB. That is impossible due to the fact that the future is unwritten; and the past is already written and cannot change.)

I am now re-entering a state of self analysis. Which is a good thing, I find my mind is more free, I feel a sense of freedom. Take today, I woke up at a reasonable time, not feeling ill like the past few days and took a jaunt into the centre to meet with a close friend of mines mother who is visiting him in London today. Enjoyed a chat with them both and have since been wandering and currently find myself on Goodge Street with a pint sitting outside in the unsettled weather. I have taken a few pictures when I deemed it worthy; it’s weird acting like a tourist when actually I am taking pictures for pleasure. I have no plans as to the rest of the day, the carefreeness that was, I don’t know how to put it this is the closest I can get ‘Jailed’, but that is too strong a term.

I think it’s time to finish this Gunniess and wander a litte more. I shall update this post as I journey; who knows where from next?

I have only walked to the next junction, back to an old favourite of mine; ICCo Goodge Street. They do good and cheap pizza.

I do worry about the one which I have just parted from, I hope she is well and want her to be happy. I am quite confident she will be happier in the future. At the moment we are having some quiet time to allow us both to get on with life and move forward.

Food arrived, next update from?

The train from Paddington to Ealing broadway; with a diversion from the Bakerloo to Circle line due to a person under a train, well not my train, the train infront. Shame. Oh and the pizza was nice!

Have taken a few more “Living London” pics, well not of people, buildings actually buildings in a state of repair, demolision and construction. As always with my solo wanderings I am listening to some DnB; a really nice set from Carl Matthas including an exellent mix by Soul Tech, it really fits as a wandering soundtrack.

I think a pint in the North Star before heading home.

Now typing with Westons Scrumpy, at least I think that is the brand. Very tasty; but I am only allowing myself one due to wanting to go for a cycle tomorrow morning.

So I think even though the writing of the blog post and wander I am feeling better. Not feeling too alone, confident of the future. I’m sure that over the coming months I will feel back to my old self. I’m not saying that she was stopping me being myself, but I was. I had changed to fit with her and it wasn’t for the best. I want us to have an amicable friendship in the future, we’ll get there. Time to finish this post, drink this pint and continue listening to the uber-mix by Soul Tech.

Cheers,

DanB.