Recently I re-connected with an old friend. We are talking OLD friend. I had not seen him since 1985.
A strange thing … to be so damn old. A strange thing to be able to say “I have not seen him since 1985” and NOT mean “I have not seen him since I was 3 years old.”
It was amazing on multiple levels … but what I am really left with is: I recognized him still.
I’m not talking about his face.
I’m talking about who he is. His personality. His essence.
He has changed, yes. As have I. But … the reason we were once friends … so long ago … still exists.
An amazing thing. Because of this I have felt, somehow, very close to the young girl I once was. The teenager. She feels very near. Peeking around the corners at me, observing the me I am now, the me I have become …
Sometimes that’s a cool thing, but at other times, it is very disconcerting.
i try to avoid the 82 pound, big haired, fully mulleted, regularly ass kicked teenager i was in 1985.
ya know, i KNOW it says “sheila astray.” i know what it says and i know what it means.
but how come every time i come to your site i first read it as sheila ASHTRAY? wtf is up with that?
i need medication.
Take comfort in the fact, Jimbo, that you are not alone.
When I say “you are not alone” I mean that a lot of people think it reads Ashtray.
Oh well. Maybe I should change it. Or change it to A-stray.
i just like the sound of A-stray, y’know?
Haha! Glad I’m not the only one with the ‘ashtray’ problem.
You all need medication and glasses.
As for the split personality description there is treatment available…
Red – If I hadn’t seen someone since 1985 … I would have been 41! Bite me. Love ya.
Terry