From the land between Wake and Dream. (sea_thoughts) wrote,
From the land between Wake and Dream.

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Sometimes life turns an unexpected corner...

Two weeks ago, I was on the early shift and when I got home, there was a message from my friend, Grace (not real name). I've known Grace for over twenty years, since I first moved into the house my parents still live in. At that time, she lived in the house next door and so we immediately became friends (wish my subsequent friendships were made that easily). The message said to phone her immediately, so I did. Because I was on the early shift, I got the message only 30 minutes after she left it. If I'd been on the last shift, I would have missed her completely. When I phoned her, she dropped two bombshells: one, she was in Gloucester, which was weird enough as she was living in Southampton, nearly three hours south east; two, she'd just had a job interview and was coming to live here. Cue much disbelief and screaming from me. I flung some casual clothes on and just caught the four o'clock bus into town. The afternon became rather surreal after I saw Grace walking towards me. I took her into the cathedral and we sat in the courtyard while she smoked a rollup and we talked about the interview and us actually living in the same place for the first time in years. We met up with her friend Chris, went to Cafe Rene and had dinner (because Grace hadn't actually EATEN anything the whole day, just drunk lemonade).

I was in shock for the rest of the evening and the next day, because I honestly couldn't believe that Grace was coming to live in Gloucester. It felt as if an invisible hand had gently nudged the course of my life, tracing a new line so that now I was heading in a different and unexpected direction. Not that I was unhappy about it. I was happy, but I was also dazed, because I'm just not used to such generosity. I don't expect the universe to be kind to me when it comes to my friends. I'm lucky in small ways and I don't expect more. I was not prepared for this in any way. This didn't stop me from flat hunting for her, though. She came back last Friday, as she was starting today, and saw twelve properties in one day, which I thought a bit much. She was already attracted to one flat, in an old house on London Road. We went to The Daffodil to celebrate her job and her move, then went to Stroud Market in the morning. Grace had speculated that we'd go there every week, but after seeing just how quickly £20 disappeared, she changed her mind. We went back to Gloucester to see the flat she liked, which I approved, and she moved in yesterday.

Part of me still can't believe it, that Grace and I are in the same town again, not even 10 miles apart. But I'm excited about living her for the first time in a very long time. I have a rant about Grace's parents as well, but that's for another time.
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