Small world.

So I was sitting on the platform at Quaker's Hill railway station, waiting for the train - as one does on a station platform. It being Sunday, I was on my way back to Dad's place from Mum's where I'd stayed for the weekend. And as I do when I'm waiting for the train, I'm staring up at the sky when some tall familiar looking boy, who ends up being the ex-boyff Darren, comes and stands by me saying hi - and he scares the shit out of me in the process.

Of all people, he was the person I was least expecting to see. But apparently he used to live out there (right nearby to my Mum's house, actually - it's a wonder that I hadn't met him before) and he was visiting some mates from school.

So we sat on the train together and had a good ol' chat while observing the mulleted ones and a group of unkempt elderly folk toting and drinking cask wine. While the trip was a little awkward, it was great to see him again. I'm still not sure where I sit with regards to how I feel about him though. I mean, I don't hate him and I have no reason to dislike him. Obviously we're not together anymore but feelings linger nonetheless.


Listening to:
Title: Lonely Day
Artist: Phantom Planet
Album/station: Smallville OST (2003)
Length: 3.44