what can you do in a week?

i think that's the first post i've ever dedicated to anyone

i'm sitting in a chair, the hall is packed with people.

--
'can i sit here?'

'um... yeah, sure. what's your name?'

'i'm jake. but for now i'm apparently benjamin.'

--
'and what's your name?'

'melissa'

'and you?'

'cat (or is it kat?)'

and onwards goes the conversation.
--

this is so simple.
sure, sure, sure... costa, camden... sure.

look at us a week later. i would never think that some strangers could become friends in only a week.
now, that i've become the girl with a unpronounceable name again, i share that. now, every time i listen to florence and the machine - working on projects.
farringdon tube station - 9.30 in the morning, going with a massive sketchbook and half-asleep.
camden - just pure greatness, even in the rain (thank you so much for showing me around there!)
and finally
euston -  the station nobody remembers about, nobody knows, but it's the best one :]

thank you soo much. you made my usually single london a bit less lonely :)

i'm gonna miss you so much. in fact, i miss you all already.

love,

qofr

btw. jake, you can have that ruler ;]