Strangers becomes...

My life is defined by the people I meet along the way. I've had many random acquaintances, I have many friends but only a handful whom I consider great friends.
I've never been one who has had a strong bond with family, though I love them dearly I haven't had that connection with any of them and it's been like that since I was a child. I've always been the wanderer, moving from one place to the next. So them being far away I make it up with friends.

I have decided this journal will now be dedicated to those people I admire and all things I oddly love that comes across my way.

Last Thursday whilst waiting for a friend by Shoreditch High Street station I heard a busker playing amazingly well on his guitar so I was drawn towards the bridge where the sound echoed from and so as I peered around the corner I spotted where he was. So I decided to approach him and have a chat. His name was Miguel, from Spain and a philosophy uni dropout he said "I didn't like it, I wasn't feeling the whole thing. So here I am."

My friend was half an hour late so he didn't mind me keeping him company in the cold. I danced and tapped my feet a little and he earns a decent wage from busking saying he makes on average £40-50 a day and on good days £80! "Well you deserve it you are pretty good." I complimented. Anyway we swapped details so who knows where this stranger will take me.

My friend arrived and then this happened! haha

"Beam me up, Scotty." 

We finally headed for a quick meal and went to Hacketts opening event where they were doing hankerchief embroidery and guess what the lady there and then was doing...

Reminded me of a certain someone.
Also the other day I went to visit a friend and a very friendly cat followed me all the way down her road and we spotted a button!