a new beginning to closureever find yourself wandering to a thought about a person you knew way-back-when but we-drifted-apart, the thought peppered with all the usual veins of whatever-happened-to and what-are-they-up-to-now?
charlie was one of those thoughts over the past 8 years. i think the last time i saw him, i'm pretty sure my mortarboard cap poked him in the cheek as we were tangled in a half-congratulatory, half-goodbye hug at high school graduation. and then life split and off the paths we went, with vague news of where he was in life drifting in like tabloid gossip. but i wondered...
something made me turn around at the tavern last night, and stare at the man shuffling past me, flanked by the traffic of muddled spring-breakers...
and there was charlie. and for the last 8 years, he's been thinking of me too.