mid-September memories

The days back in the UK are pleasant. Now. The flight back, especially the 4h-stop-over in Doha last week was rubbish. Thinking of HER, the past with HER, the nearly impossible future with HER and how SHE said he should know that the last two week had been the best they'd ever spent together - just in case they should never see each other again. It scared the bloke.

Plane crash, car crash, the planet spontaneously combusting. Demise can come in various forms, he thought, while devouring a GBP 10 snack combined of a Spice Meat-Ball Chiabata, Diet coke and a White Coffee at the Doha Int.Airport branch of Costa Coffee.

The days back in the UK are pleasant because he knew SHE fine. Because he held HER hand when he felt asleep, because he was with HER when "Impossible" played on the iPod attached to the docking station in a hotel on the island, because he could rest his hand on her upper leg when she fell asleep whist he was driving down to the island -

he falls asleep. the tv's playing Lady GaGA...as he...

2 weeks - and the aftermath

He's been back for a week now after spending two with her; the best they've ever had together, according to HER own words.

around July 20 09

he talked to HER on Skype again after a weekend on the piss which almost cost him his job, took him to the Isle of Wight and left him in distress on Monday. When SHE talked to him, he bathed in the sound of HER voice; too knackered from work to do HER justice, he just reacted to what SHE was saying: SHE was doing well-meeting next day----MISS YOU!-"miss you,too" he replied and sunk into a sleep.

14/07/09 2400

Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cuz' the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you

Once again, SHE called. First time at 4:06am. Apologized, said she would ring back later; and did. After mid-day GMT. While he was at work and asked him to sort something out.

His day continued till late. On his way back, Heart 102.6 was playing "Against All Odds":

How can i just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When i stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
When all i can do is watch you leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, oh there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that's what i've got to face

24/06/09 past 10pm

he talked to HER on Skype after being locked out by his house mate - and 12h of work;
he might have learned since then and hence know what SHE was playing, and might have learned what SHE is still playing -- yet, he felt like ...nothing but HER...

...and all along this was playing:

And we cheat and we lie
Nobody says it's wrong
So we don't ask why

from the records of "he" [pt.2 - Thai files - Oct. '07]

Down there in the yard the cat with the gray coat is swiftly going after the one with the black one. Up here in the safety of the 3rd floor I’m not bothered if I vomited all over the place. It’s simple; like being on a plane on a plane. Sanitary environments discourage puke, that is a fact, whereas filthy ones do. Just think of your last trip down to the stadium of your choice. The bogs in particular.

The air conditioner is hissing out his job at a steady 24 degrees Celsius. In order to achieve this it has to occasionally increase its efforts which results in an increase of noise in the newly refurbished flat. THE TEAM has lost again , so a continuation of solitary drinking would be welcome.

As it is past midnight, the local law prohibits the sell of alcohol, though. The enforcement is weak, however.

No real obstacle then.