Rather disappointingly, the messages to E didn't spark a conversation. She did reply, asked a few questions of her own, but my own reply to her has, as far as I can tell, gone unread. Still, disappointment aside, it does remind me of the trips I used to take to visit E around this time of year, partly to celebrate her birthday.
It would end up with us doing a pub crawl of wherever she was living, playing pool if we could, drinking and generally chatting.
And I always had a really good time. I think she did, too. I miss E. I miss travel. I miss pub crawls.
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