tales from an ordinary world

1999-08-19

For the first time in a few months, I caught up with an old friend Terry, even though he lives 5 minutes' walk from where I live. It's odd, but life has a habit of working in odd ways...although given the change in his life circumstances, we'll probably be seeing more of each other again...

It's been...an introspective week, which I guess is something of an excuse for not writing so much. I've been thinking too much about...life stuff. Why I don't have any long-term plans, and so on - I really just don't know what I want to do with myself, although I don't necessarily feel all that bad for not knowing. I do wonder how long I can get away with making it up as I go along, though :)

On Sunday, I met up with Sarah (photo above) for lunch to see her for the last time before she moved to Perth to try and find work. Her train left Monday night, and then on Wednesday night whilst watching the late-night news I heard there'd been a train crash in Western Australia - it had to be the same train, so I tried unsuccessfully to make a few phone calls to find out about it. The Age's website had no information whatsoever (thanks guys), so I had to give up for the night. In the morning I finally managed to find out that she wasn't one of the 16 injured people, at least. Unfortunately I don't have her mobile number, so all I could do was email her and hope she's ok...Hmm...Tonight's late night news had footage, but I didn't see any sign of her. It was the first time in ages that I actually sat glued to the television...