Strangeness...

[lithera]

So... I went grocery shopping this weekend. As I was walking home I hear someone yell out to me. I look around and see a guy I know from high school. We chatted for a bit and said Hi and figured out where each other lives and on the way home I was really upset, because I couldn't remember his name. I remember that he played the drums. I remember that he was funny.

It took me a bit, but I remembered that his name was Ryan. I feel better now. I was really upset about that for awhile.

Lots of people I know live near where I do now. I'll have to remember that.

Running into him caused me to open my yearbook from my graduating year and looks at it. There are a lot of people that I think I'm going to try to get in touch with. I seem to be on that sort of kick. It also reminded me about things about meself. I've changed in a lot of ways, but in some ways, mostly ones I think are important, I haven't changed that much. That makes me happy.

I think I'm going to be sending out some letters in the coming weeks.

Oh, and as a side note, I hate it when I want to hope for something but am afraid to because you know it'll hurt if it doesn't happen, but you can't help yourself and you have to hope for it anyway because the idea even makes you happy?

Yeah. I'm there right now.

Off to work and to write a few long e-mails.

Comments

[crispengray.livejournal.com]

That wanting-not-to-get-hope-up-but-getting-them-up-anyway feeling? Having that myself too. The game designer job. Yeah.

[inevitability.livejournal.com]

I have changed a hell of a lot since high school. I didn't have anything in common with my classmates back then, I definately dont think I do now. It's funny, but I have no desire to see anyone from there.