Get your good shoes on
I had tonight a chat with an old friend I thought I might not hear from again. It’s been well over a year since last we spoke and I wasn’t sure what had happened, but I put in a little effort with Google and came up with a little contact information and so finally it paid off. I don’t know what about that made me want to record something about it but I’m putting down a thought. It just felt really good to reconnect with him, which is a feeling I haven’t had about many people lately. I can’t even say it makes me sentimental for the past, for the time we spent together or for school or any of that. Things have changed a lot for both of us, but we’re both still just getting by, you know, and I guess that mostly what I felt was a reassurance, a simple “it’s OK” from the cosmos. People grow older, they move around, they learn, forget, grow, regress, move around, come home, but it’s all the same dance we’re dancing, which is sort of what I mentioned in the email I sent him initially. The thought became a little more concrete, though, and a little more hopeful, too. Just being alive each day to watch the dance and be aware is success. It really doesn’t take too much more than that. ![[WS]](/blog/media/end.gif)