Thank you, gooodbye. I'll see you soon.

My brain didn't stop that night, everything could have happened, but nothing did.

I was an observer, standing there in a place where I felt uncomfortable and they would never have noticed the difference. I smiled, I said hello. My guts didn't twist with anxiety. He looked exactly the same, it's been a long time, and a long time since he crossed my thoughts. That chapter which didn't have a full stop, now does.

People I've met over the years drifted in and out of my sight, and in and out of my consciousness. People I want to meet did the same. There were some jewels in the rough. A couple of nice people genuinely concerned for my well-being. For which I was appreciative.

Through all off the events, on a night which went from moderate expectations to potential early shut down, one amazing figure was constant in my mind. The city I left behind. The city I didn't say goodbye to, the city I left in a hurry...