So, what happens when you run into a friend you’ve not seen in 20 years?
I guess using the term “run into” is being used a bit liberally here. I was browsing a social networking site and saw the posting from someone I’ve not seen in 20 years. We used to hang out together as teenagers in the late ’80’s and haven’t really seen each other since. I know I’ve changed tremendously in the last 20 years and I’m nothing like the kid I once was…I guess that’s true for everyone.
Back then I was trying to be everyone’s friend. When you’re trying to be what you think people want you to be you can’t be yourself. I hope I’m not remembered like that because I haven’t been that person in a long time. I guess she must have changed too…I mean 20 years is a life for some people. She could have kids, gone to college, be divorced, or any number of things…I wonder if she’s thinking the same thing?
The group of friends we hung out with had a great time together for the most part. We were foolish teenagers wasting time playing hacky-sack and hanging out in parking lots of the industrial parks after dusk. There was this one time, when we were sitting in my Trans Am in a dark parking lot doing things that could get us into trouble…and I look up in my rearview mirror and see Cops pulling away! My heart jumped into my throat! They probably thought we were just a couple of kids making out…boy that scared me.
It’s times like that I remember and look back on fondly. I’m really anxious to talk to her and catch up…should be lot’s of fun.