Once upon a time, on a magical journey across lands one group of travellers met another group of travellers. They both hailed from the same country and formed a kind of friendship. In the few days that the two groups had known each other many experiences had been shared - such as kayaking through serenely calm waters, a picture perfect picnic on a small island beach - and embarrassingly some rather bad karaoke. As normally happens eventually their paths came to diverge.
As the two groups said goodbye one member could not help but think as the other group walked into the hustle and bustle of a foreign city that they would probably never see each other again. Only time would tell.
Funnily enough most of that is a true story - in a way. It’s funny how people can come and go in our lives (finishing school has really emphasised this for me). Still we have to make do with the time we have. All these people who have some small impact on who we become - for better or worse.
Anyhow, not much more to say - this is just something I wanted to write. Peace out (scrubs argh… it’s taken me over).