Saturday, September 03, 2005

That fucking dream

I had that fucking dream again.
 
It’s the one where I walk into a bar or club on my own, and no-one I was supposed to meet turns up. Instead all my old, not-forgotten housemates from university, who I haven’t seen in five years, are there. After the blank stares followed by the “my god you’ve changed”’s and happy hugging it becomes clear to all that I’ve, well, failed to live up to the achievements of Louise, Jon, James and Martin. Doubtless Alice, Alex and Pete have also done very well, but as Google denies their existence they never appear in that fucking dream.
 
I end up alone at the bar, bitter, while they all take a cab to far more fabulous places.

 
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