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!)