I don't know what the hell I was thinking taking a trip down memory lane, via Facebook. I've read a number of articles about how that very same method of transportation can lead to serious obstacles, and perhaps, even passage into desolate terrain! (Spooky)
Although my travels lead me looping through winding tunnels of memories and ascending peaks of forlorn contemplation - unsuspectingly, my procession pulled back into its unfailing, and very stable, station. I came back to Home.
I found an old friend, does anyone else do that? Pour salt in an old wound? So, I found this old friend of mine, who was one of my most favorite people ever. She moved away Freshman year and I haven't seen her in 13 years.....damn - I sound like an old Grandma. Anyway, she was one of my first best friends, and the sad thing is that Ive only had a few close friends, and one of them I had children with! Therefore, I must be such a fukin' hypocrite; preaching to Vivian about the importance of making (and keeping) friends, while my idea of "going out" is drinking with my friend from work while her esthetician-mother does my facials and waxing!! Next I'll be partying with the mail lady as she delivers my mail, and drinking with my GYNO every March. Do I need to get out more? Yes. Because I'm turning into a bitter old lady.... and Jared's too good looking to be with a cougar.
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