I was just thinking today about some girls I lived with for a year in my 2nd year 'at' Liverpool that I've never seen since, give or take the odd sighting in the early days of my London career - it seems sad now that I lost touch with people I spent 12 months by choice living with and sharing things and having petty rows. You always think things like this are forever and that you'll continue through life dropping in on exciting or even bland and inevitably sad events that are seemingly compulsary in life.
I lost touch with them because I had a row with one of them about butter and thought they were ganging up on me. Oh dear. Dioes anyone else think its sad that people you think will be there forever are just brushed aside like people tring to get by you on the tube?