Thursday, February 12, 2009

Always with me.

I've realized, over my very long 29 years, that there are times when everywhere you go, you feel as though you see a familiar face. I've learned (for me) that it usually means I just miss people.

Tonight, I swear I saw two good friends roaming around the bar -- both of which live 3000 miles from here.

These moments used to happen a lot when I traveled and it made ZERO sense that this or that person would be on the other side of the world with me. Which, ultimately, made me sad and lonely. However, tonight, it just flashed great memories through my skull and reminded me how much I love them.

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