Today I saw two of my friends that I haven't seen for over, well, since March 2003. As I was driving to my friends house, I was contemplating whether I would regret starting the acquaintance over again - you know, how it's hard going back to places you used to live, because although you know you've changed, you imagine that no one else has changed. This happens to me every time I go to visit in Mesa. My house is there. It even looks a bit the same, but someone else lives there. I think it's quite rude! But the point of this is, what if we had all changed so much that we didn't have anything to talk about?? I would rather have the good memories of what was in that case.
But, there was no need to fear. All was well. We ate yummy food at a local restaurant and then we went back to the house and talked about everything and nothing for about an hour.
What was especially great, was that there I was talking to people who are not directly involved with music. AND, I could hold a fairly decent conversation. Success. Though, I was shocked in hearing their knowledge about football. That's not a bad thing, but there was time when they were as illiterate as I in the sport, but through marriage, they talked (to the untrained ear) quite fluently about football. For my sake, the topic wasn't covered for too long. But even that made me happy.
We've all grown up, they've both gotten married, we are facing the 'real world' but we were able to still talk, and be ourselves. Hooray for friends. I need to stop worrying about 'what ifs.' It's true, it may have been awkward, but if I had not even tried, I wouldn't have known either way. I know I've missed out on numerous opportunities because of fear. *sigh*
Enough introspection.
Two things came out of this - we've decided to meet at least monthly, under the guise of a book club. The first book is to be Shannon Hale's new book Book of a Thousand Days It's an excuse to get together, and read a book that I'd otherwise put off for a while. Also, both had cut short haircuts. My hair has gotten rather long - the last time it was cut was, well, I believe in March. One mentioned how she had tried the super short, but couldn't quite pull it off the same way. I've thought occasionally about cutting it off lately, but haven't decided wither way. But, there was one more vote for short hair again.
Lastly, I leave you with a link to really quite an amazing pumpkin.
Toodles.
2 comments:
Those were pumpkins!!!! ¡¡Jólines!!
Yes. They were.
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