Do you ever..
[Listening to: Please Do Not Let Me Go - Ryan Adams - Love Is Hell, Pt. 2 [EP]]
...sit down ready to blog, and although your head is bursting with thoughts, nothing is available when your fingertips touch the keyboard? Maybe I'd add more if I knew if anyone else was reading this apart from me.
My new flatmate, F, is an old friend from my days in Sydney. It's strange sharing a flat with someone who's known me so long, I think we first met in `98. I keep finding myself reminded of people, and old memories come flooding back, girls I dated, people we knew, films we saw etc. It's as though somone is looking through an old box of photos and stirring my memories.