I have quite a strange memory, I tend remember myself at events in the third person. I also tend to feel, most of the time, quite detatched from things that happened to me quite a while ago. But just the other night, at around 2am, I was lying in bed when I realised that I’d left the front door unlocked. I headed down, got my key from my Primary Wallet, and prepared to lock the door. But while I was doing this, I caught a glimpse of my own reflection. I tend not to like looking at my own reflection, but this time I took quite a long look and, in my head, images of myself alongside my various friends popped up. For that brief moment, everything seemed to be connected very strongly. I’ve been thinking about it a lot since, and I realised that my blog has at least one crazy adventure, or nice thing to say about every one of my friends. And for me, that’s a very nice thought.
