Stealth Nostalgia
May. 14th, 2007 11:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dennyYesterday my travels took me through Waterloo station. I guess something about it reminded me of Victoria station, where I used to go to meet her - just the sprawling badly laid out Londonness of it :)
I hadn't realised that was why I was feeling vaguely nostalgic though.
And then I ended up behind two girls on the stairs down to the tube. Cute teenagers, in baggy trousers and tight t-shirts, laughing and talking to each other in soft northern accents.
I still didn't realise why I suddenly had a quiet smile about my face. I'm not very observant, internally speaking.
And then I lined up to go through the tube barriers behind them, and the girls jumped as the barriers slammed open, and half-ran through them, laughing, before they could bang closed behind them.
I couldn't really fail to notice what was going on in my head at that point - she always did that, I teased her about it every time she visited. I swear she thought the barriers were going to eat her one day.
Some days I think about her and I miss her a lot. The rest of the time, I think about her and I miss her even more.
Funny how some people get under your skin.
I hadn't realised that was why I was feeling vaguely nostalgic though.
And then I ended up behind two girls on the stairs down to the tube. Cute teenagers, in baggy trousers and tight t-shirts, laughing and talking to each other in soft northern accents.
I still didn't realise why I suddenly had a quiet smile about my face. I'm not very observant, internally speaking.
And then I lined up to go through the tube barriers behind them, and the girls jumped as the barriers slammed open, and half-ran through them, laughing, before they could bang closed behind them.
I couldn't really fail to notice what was going on in my head at that point - she always did that, I teased her about it every time she visited. I swear she thought the barriers were going to eat her one day.
Some days I think about her and I miss her a lot. The rest of the time, I think about her and I miss her even more.
Funny how some people get under your skin.
