An Old Urban Friend

Today I met an old friend.

We used to work together and during that time became good & close friends.

She was always a genuine person, passionate about her life, kind to others, beautiful in her ways. But now her eyes betrayed a darkness & sadness I'd never seen there before. During our brief reunion she began to mention her relationship, she'd been with this guy when I knew her so they've been together for at least a few years, and how things between them were taking a turn for the worse.

Yet it was impossible for them to part due to financial constraints & so endure the terms of there tenancy they must.

A wiser man than me once said, 'having to much freedom can be as claustrophobic as having none at all' and it reminded me of this situation that we all find ourselves in from time to time.

For example;

How often have you felt imprisoned by your job, you wish you could leave and pursue your dreams but know that rent & bills are lying in wait and so feel like you can't...

You've desired to go off to another country, live an altogether different life, but bureaucracy & cost prevented it...

Or closer to home, you've sat on a bus when someone strikes up the most awful song on loudspeaker, you've wanted, been desperate even, to tell them to stop it, but remained sitting, quietly burning inside...

If any or all of these things fire off a feeling inside you then you get this blog, and you too lead an Urban Life.

A strange thing happened last night, as I lay in bed holding my fiance tight in my arms I suddenly began to cry and didn't stop for some time. I hardly ever cry, something doesn't seem right since she got back from LA....

Sorry, don't know why I'm telling you all this, back to normal posts tomorrow.

Dylan