It's such a small world.

It’s such a small world. Today, whilst waiting for an elevator going up, I glanced over and saw a girl who seemed vaguley familiar.
“Hi, I know you from somewhere, Aisha right?”
“Saima!!!!”
I had spent two weeks with this girl and a thirty others at an Oxford Access School in Milton Keynes in 1997. In fact it turns out we’ve been attending the same university for two years and have never bumped into each other.
Later on in the day I saw another familiar face. Couldn’t put a name to it. But I approached her anyway and it turned out I recognised her from photos my friend had taken in Jordan this summer. They studied the same course there. It really is a small world.
First day back at university. I’m tired.