This is getting too freaky. So I haven't yet told you about Young Achievers, Eleesa or Tim Lohman and I don't have the time now, but I just wanted to say I was in Harris Farm at Broadway this evening and I saw this guy - he had fair hair and pale eyes - and I *knew* that I knew him but I couldn't think where (and still can't) but it's from more than ten years ago.
Anyway, I looked at him and he looked at me. I'm not sure whether he looked at me because he recognised me or because I looked at him with a flash of recognition. He is from my past and I don't know from which period or from where.
Argh! This whole history lesson is driving me nuts! Can someone please tell me why all of a sudden I'm having flashes from my youth? I'm not that old!
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