Time to go. At this
Time to go. At this time of the evening, I start to feel that footsteps in
the corridor is the sound of security, about to burst in and discover me.
I guess that technically I am in the wrong by being here… it’s a bit of
a habit for the moment, but also something that will cease fairly soon,
well once the people I know have gone and left college, that’ll be the end
of it for me. And generally just meeting people around in pubs/town is just
as good, as long as I’m not tired.
And a happy birthday to Dermot today too! Spent a while in Mahaffeys, the
usual spot, but the real celebration is yet to come…