we'll meet again... a sunny day...

[flaviomatani]

  So I drove my friend up to Luton airport under the rain and put her on a plane to Barcelona. We cried and cried ... and I'm still crying a bit. I can't believe she's not here. I saw her disappear up the escalators to Departures and sat in the car for a bit until I managed to compose myself enough for the horrible drive under the rain and the wind and the spray back to London to an empty flat.

Life is strange.