Up, down and around.

From Neil Gaiman's Sandman, one of my favourite passages.

"At the end of the procession, a bit behind everyone else, there were these two girls.

One of them kept hesitating. She'd walk a few steps and stop. Like she'd forgotten what she was doing, where she was.Then she'd walk a little more.

The other one...

The one at the end...

I think i fell in love with her, a little bit.

Isn't that dumb?

But it was like I knew her.

Like she was my oldest, dearest friend.

The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they'll still love you, because they know you.

I wanted to go with her. I wanted her to notice me.

And then she stopped walking.

Under the moon, she stopped. And she looked at us.

She looked at me.

Maybe she was trying to tell me something; I don't know.

She probably didn't even know I was there.

But I'll always love her. All my life."