July 10th, 2003

ian

Waiting

There's something not quite right about sitting in a pub by yourself. It's often reckoned to be a bad sign, but tonight I an waiting for someone. Ah, but how long to wait before I give up and go home? It's not a familiar bit of town for my friend, and the weather is foul. So we'll give him the benefit of the doubt for a bit longer yet.