Moments in time

I am beginning to appreciate more and more the quality rather than quantity of time we invest. My wife is good at teaching me that (she rocks!)

Four years ago in Darfur I met a friend from Yorkshire, we've stayed in touch crossing paths in Khartoum and Geneva, she now lives in Myanmar.

Three years later, in Manchester I made a friend from France.

At the start of this week I said to my French friend (Fred) let's get a beer on Friday, "cool' he said, "but I'm only around until 6.30" before meeting his sister from the airport. Today, my friend from Yorkshire who lives in Myanmar got in touch to say "I'm in Manchester today, but only from 5.30-6.30" as she was flying back to Asia. Both these people met 10 years ago long before I ever met them, so for that brief 30 minutes our lives all crossed only to disappear in differnet directions. I hate missing my train and getting the bus home, walking further than I need to, tonight it didnt matter because the quality I found in the randomness of that event made my night.