yesterday i had a lunch with a friend that i hadn’t seen in about six years. it was so goddamned good to see him that my face just smiles its butt off thinking about it.

before the lunch i was nervous as a school girl going out on her first ever date. does he still look the same? will it be awkward? do i look really old?

but that all vanished the instant i saw his smile. as we sat in the booth just gab, gab, gabbing away i couldn’t believe how quickly and smoothly we fit back into the old roles we had carved out for ourselves in college.

he was charming party boy. i was outspoken artsy fartsy girl. but it was so much more than that.

i could tell that the years haven’t been as kind to him as i want to imagine they’ve been. there’s something simmering underneath, something that was never there before. i didn’t have the courage to ask about it this time. but next time he’s not going to get off so easily.

darling ones, it was just so great. so so so great. i wish you could all see how big my smile still is.