This Is My Home Town

It's really pouring down outside. I've been sitting on my balcony for a while staring at the rain and I've come to the conclusion that when it's raining I really miss London. I wouldn't be sitting on my balcony staring at the rain there. No, I'd be in a warm and cosy pub with a glass of wine and The Times, trying go get the Sudoku puzzle right. I do miss London sometimes, espesially days like these. If the sun is out, I don't mind this little home town of mine, I actually enjoy warm summer days here. But on a day like this I wish I could still go down the road to my local and spend the whole afternoon there gossiping with the staff.

To be honest, there aren't even any coffee shops open in this town on week nights, and on Sundays you'd better have coffee at home... There's like, one pub, that is open on weekends after 10pm. Yea, it sucks big time. But this is life in a small town. But I do like it, it's my home town you know... And all my friends are here. My friends from the past, who knows me, all about me. I don't have to tell them about the old me, they already know me. And they don't mind that I'm a bit of a loser sometimes. They love me anyway. And that's what makes me love them even more.

By coming home I've also managed to re kindle some old friendships from when I was really little. ( Jess!!!! Mwaah!!!) And it feels great. Do You know when you know a true friend? - By the way you are when you're together! Even though it might have been 10 years since you last really, really had a conversation there is no weirdness when you speak, no awkward pauses or boring questions/comments about the weather. Those are the friends to hold on to...!