Thursday was also lovely. I awoke, came on-line and was promptly asked to breakfast with
We went to The Elbow Room and talked about nothing in particular. Fancies and realities and the frightening prospect of traveling to nowhere. I like it. I want more chaos. I thought about taking a picture of him, just sitting happy with his coffee, but decided against it. I want the pictures I take to be slightly more decadent than “guy in cofeeshop”. I don’t believe I would have done justice to the moment. Didn’t stop him though. Not a lot does. There’s a seconds long clip of me now. *blink* Another one to add to the growing list.
I was to meet
James showed up twice, first time to brighten my day with “when I left you at the busstop and got onto the bus, the driver told me he would have waited for the next bus”. Second time to swap my camera for his picture stick. Horrid thing. I’m now triply impressed with the pictures he takes now I know he uses such an annoying little buttonbox. (Andrew and I found a fluff inside the lens. A FLUFF! INSIDE!! *shakes head*)
Sophie and I wandering took pictures down by the water, then sat and had greek dessert and talked about relationships. It was unexpected to hear that she had been worried about me. I wasn’t aware anyone else thought I was broken. Sobering, but not as much as what we found later. On our way to her home, we found a house we’d like to actually try buying. Lucky we like laughing so much.