Today I went to meet two of my former University friends for the first time in four years.
Walking to meet them at Canary Wharf was more nerve racking than I had expected it to be, maybe because there was two of them and one of me and I wasn't sure what I'd say to all their questions.
We had spent 3 years living together, studying, cooking, getting ready to go out, bitched and argued whilst studying at Goldsmiths, which abruptly ended over a row to do with housing. So would I be met with frosty stares or controlled conservatism?
On arrival...
When I got there, we headed to Paul's patisserie and began the formulaic - so how have you been then? After a while, thanks to a few jokes about uni and the ice was broken.
In two hours we tried to recount our lives spent in the absence of each others company.
As people I felt we had all changed a great deal, they were focused, placing their career central to their lives, whereas I live my life around my careerand am still developing my career.
It was great to see them and left on a good parting with cigarettes in the sun in Canada square, watch out for part two...
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