tales from an ordinary world

2000-03-04

I'd nearly forgotten the simple pleasure of staying all weekend at my girlfriend's place. It's almost like being on holiday - home's only 20 minutes away, but it may as well be the other side of the world. There's nothing to do but relax, and tag along when they go somewhere. For a moment, as I lay on the bed on the floor, it seemed just like a time back in 1993 when I was doing the same thing in a girlfriend's flat somewhere in Clayton, examining my life and wondering where I really was. Is my life really so circular ?