An old diary

I had this old leather bound diary which is quite in a sorry state, most treasured archive of old stories and events of years gone by. It was a freebie from an airline given away to their first class passengers and I got mine from one of those privileged ones on my first flight with Zoul to Spain……

I flipped thoroughly through the pages, highlighted phone numbers and names carelessly scribbled in places they shouldn’t be. There were calculations in pencils, email addresses boldly written in eyeliners/lipliners and cryptic messages that defy logic and common sense. Reading them again years after, it baffles me especially looking back at those numbers written in columns that say finance.

But that shows how organised I was……..

(Am still)

It is my 2006 diary – a year after graduation.

I was on a flight bound for Barcelona to meet Sara Zoul for the first time.