Just back from Amy's birthday dinner.
Realized just how much I had missed having a group of friends to chat and laugh with easily, with in jokes and all those things associated with having a social group.
Delicious food, horrible service. I was the assertive one, as always.
Hey, I like what I want when I want it.
Small world.
After 532 steps, I stood at the top of the dome of St. Paul's Cathedral. I looked down at the view, breathless and nervous stomach from the urge to just jump.
I'm not the only one.