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Coincidences and old friends

February 23, 2007 by Jen at Semantically driven

Today I will be seeing a friend for the first time in nearly 15 years. I can’t believe it’s nearly that long. Where did the time go?

I met her in the States, down in Florida I think? Then as we were both heading towards New York in roughly the same timeframe I kept bumping into her. I saw her again in Washington DC and we got talking and arranged to meetup in New York City. We’ve kept in touch ever since.

She’s from Switzerland so went back there in time for Christmas while I flew onto London. She came over to London while I was living there, I went to Switzerland and we travelled together in Israel and Egypt.

I had planned to see her when I was in Europe in 2000 but other circumstances prevented this from happening. Now she is literally hours away from landing on my doorstep and we’ll be spending nearly a week together. She comes with baggage though, a husband and three children. I can’t talk, I have baggage of my own. I’m really excited at the thought of seeing her again and it will be interesting to see how she’s changed, or if she’s changed much.

I’ve booked a beach house for a few nights outside of the city so we’ll be heading off there in a few days.

Today while I was shopping, preparing for the next few days, I was just in the middle of packing the shopping into my car. I looked up and just a few metres away from me was an old boyfriend. I met him just over 20 years ago and I thought I was in love then. I hung on for a couple of years until I finally woke up and realised that this wasn’t really a relationship at all, just a big waste of time. Of course, the times I saw him after that he wanted me and couldn’t believe I was strong enough to resist him. Stuff me around enough baby, and there’s no going back.

The last time I saw him I was with my boyfriend before my child’s father in the late 1990s so he didn’t know I had an offspring. I don’t hold any bad feelings toward him so I got his mobile number and I may contact him to catchup.

But for now, other friends beckon so I must go and do a final tidy up before they arrive.

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