Last night, I roamed the streets of LA with a friend of 17 years and a Reese's peanut butter cup donut. We talked about high school and middle school, covering everything - friends, teachers, relationships, family, health, good times, regrets, and very random memories.
I would guess I do this less often than others as I don't regularly interact with anyone from this part of my life. I also have this theory about friendships from the past - it's fun to reminisce, but if you do not make new memories your friendship will inevitably die. This is why when I reconnect, I ask people to take me to an activity they currently do.
I would guess I do this less often than others as I don't regularly interact with anyone from this part of my life. I also have this theory about friendships from the past - it's fun to reminisce, but if you do not make new memories your friendship will inevitably die. This is why when I reconnect, I ask people to take me to an activity they currently do.
Unrelated, a month and a half ago, I woke up after a particularly interesting day with the thought "how the fuck did my life get to this exact moment?" and I wasn't even considering how distant many of these memories are. Thinking about them now, the contrast is even greater.
There isn't really a point to any of this and all of a sudden it was over, today I'm back to playing a tournament at the Bicycle casino and in a few days I will no longer be in the city I grew up in.
