never far

I just remembered an interesting conversation I had earlier this week.  I was chatting to M, a stranger who was also buying a coffee at Azzuri, who had moved around a lot when he was a kid.

I made a comment about him being lucky, getting the chance to be exposed to so much culture at such a young age.

He raised an eyebrow and said that it was a difficult-ish childhood and it was painful to constantly part with friends and make new ones else where.

M: I can barely remember the name of my best friend in primary school.

Right at that moment, primary school friend (from yr 1) walked into the cafe.

And then I realised how lucky I am to be surrounded by things I am familiar with.  There is a place I can call home, people that I can call friends, and friends that I know I can trust (from years of experience).

This was a very rewarding conversation, and I had to pat myself on the back for initiating it. Yep. So rare, but it happened.


PS. If it's possible to fall in love via Instagram - I think I have!  Or at least, if his instagram is a true reflection of his life, I wish I was living it!  And his baked eggs look amazing.  @hendyo